We slowly pad through the bramble entrance. I look back an see the apprentices about to fall asleep standing up.

"Go get some prey, you've three earned it!" I purr.

The exhausted apprentices quickly brighten up from the praise, raising their tails and squeak out,"thank you Brokenflight!" in unison while prancing to the growing heap of prey.

'The prey sure is running, despite leaf bare,' I muse,'I will report the apprentices progress. They've learned quickly.'

I stride over to the rocky out cropping of the highledge before a voice stops me mid step.

"Brokenflight over here!" Called out a deep, muffled voice.

I feel my pelt grow hot and look over my shoulder,"yes Leopardsight?" I squeak out to my embarrassment and quickly clear my throat.

The spotted tom's, once sleek pelt is all ruffled from what looks like a day of hard work; cleaning out the elders den that is.

"I-I was just wondering if you would like to share these mice with me! They are freshly caught and I-I just thoug-" I quickly interrupted his stuttering.

"I would love too! But I need to report how training with the apprentices went to Wildstar! Be right back!" I mew genuinely before quickly springing up onto the highledge and pad up to the entrance of Wildstar's den.

"Wildstar? May I come in?" I call out to the tabby and white queen.

"Yes, Brokenflight! Please come in!" Her mew echoed from the dark abyss.

I slowly creep into the dark cave and see her green eyes reflecting from the growing moonlight in the entrance.

"I-I just wanted to report that the apprentices are doing very well! They've learned quickly and are quite strong!" I mew breathlessly.

"That's great! I'm sure they will make fine warriors once their time comes..."she trailed off.

'Well that's odd,"I think, confused at a tent of uncertainty that rippled through her voice..

"They seem so strong for just becoming apprentices.." I trail off as well.

I think back to where I saw Crowpaw's shoulder muscles ripple and his long claws sliced through the wood like it was moss. His orange eyes glowed like fire.

'Bloodwing is the father,'a voice whispers in my ear silkily.

My blood turns into ice and my eyes widen. Could it be true? Did Hollyberry carry Bloodwing's kits?

The thoughts whirled around my clouded mind like leaves do in a thunderstorm.

"Brokenflight? Brokenflight!" Mewed Wildstar worriedly, snapping me out of my dark thoughts,"what is it?"

"I-I think Hollyberry carried Bloodwing's kits... Crowpaw, Redpaw, and Briarpaw are Bloodwing's kits.." I whispered, my golden eyes glazed over in realization.