I am not scared anymore. I live in a barn with my friends. Our group has grown.

I am no longer afraid.

I know now that my fear was from the pressure of my Clan to be good at everything.

There are no rules here. No pressure. No stress.

They even gave me a warrior name.

Proudheart.

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"Proudheart." My mate walks up to me. I am not scared of love. I've done nothing wrong. Her name is Rana.

"I want to tell you something." She says, laying down next to me. I gently groom her fur as she talks.

"In Green-leaf, we will have kits."

My eyes widen, but I still purr. I will not be a trembling, scared mouse about this. I am over my fears.

My kits will grow up to a brave, fearless, proud father.

I can't wait.