Firelight's eyes blinked, as two starry figures paced towards him. He had been sticking close to his mate and their kits, pleading for them to rest up before the clans left on their great journey to find new territory.
"Oh, Feverspark! Our son has grown so much!" The female, a smaller, pale ginger female with a darker-classic tabby splotch hurried forward to greet her son, the warmth undeniable in her eyes.
Feverspark, the larger tom, trailed behind some, but his green eyes shone with the stars. "He has, hasn't he.." he murmured, purring softly. So that was where Firelight got his large size from. He was even larger than his own father. "Go easy, Paleflower; keep in mind he...never got a chance to meet us." Feverspark advised gently, his green eyes blinking.
Firelight wasn't sure what to make of this encounter, feeling his pelt bristling. "Son?" He repeated, eyes widening with confusion. What were these cats talking about?
"Firelight, oh my dear! Look at how much you've grown!" Paleflower cried out softly, joy light in her light green eyes. "Just like your father!"
"My...parents...?"
