Whitekit was asleep beside his brother. The atmosphere was warm, but he blinked open his eyes when he didnt feel his mother's comforting fur.
When his eyes adjusted he saw it was only him, his brother and Ambercloud with her kit. Whitekit got up from his nest and went to the entrance of the nursery.
"You arent taking both of them." He heard a tom's voice say. Whitekit froze in his tracks.
"I will take both of them. I gave birth to them. They are my kits." He heard his mother respond sharply to the tom.
"You are insane if you think I will let you take both of my children from me. I have just as much right to have a say in their future as you." The tom replied. This time Whitekit recognized his voice. That tom was his father Dewfur.
"I am their mother." Littlebird argued.
"And I am their father, but you are no longer my mate. You wont take them from me." Dewfur shot back angrily. Littlebird scoffed and Whitekit heard scuffling. He bolted back to his nest and laid down.
His mother entered the nursery and laid down beside Whitekit and Stormkit.