Mapleclaw awoke to a prodding in her ribs, she moved her tail slightly and opened and eye lazily. She noticed her good friend Brightfang was standing beside her, she sat up with much effort.
"Hey I noticed that your expecting kits and I am wondering who the father is?" Brightfang asked, Mapleclaw didn't reply.
"Uhhhh," was all Mapleclaw could get out before Brightfang inturupted her.
"Oooo is it my brother Oakclaw?" She meowed quickly, Mapleclaw didn't reply and she continued.
"Oh that's so great the legacy will live on through the kits that you bare ohhhhh he would be so proud," Brightfang meowed and bounded out of the nursery quickly, Mapleclaw felt relieved at she had not said it instead it was Brightfang. Oakclaw padded in, his expression that of partially shock.
"Is it true, are the kits you bear mine?" Oakclaw meowed, Mapleclaw nodded.
"Yes they are," Mapleclaw meowed, Oakclaw expression changed to that of pride.
"I am so proud, I did not know but then again you are one for secrets," Oakclaw purred, he lay down beside her purring. Mapleclaw felt only a tiny ounce of guilt for lieing to the clan, she shook it off and layed down and curled her tail neatly around her ever growing side. Oakclaw layed next to her for a while before he stood to go do something to help around camp, Mapleclaw soon dosed off into a dreamless sleep.