Four Kits: A Warriors Fanfiction

Prologue

"Ah, Harestar. I see you came." Ashstar meowed as she nuzzled his fur.
"You said you had something to tell me, and I thought it was urgent, so of course I came." Harestar sat down, curling his tail neatly over his paws.
"Yes," Ashstar sat down in front of him, and spoke, "I'm expecting kits."
A look of horror and shock flashed across Harestar's face, and he quickly stood up.
"What? What are we going to tell our clans?" Harestar meowed, starting to pace around the small clearing, "What are we going to do with the kits?"
"Harestar, its a while before they come, I'm sure we will figure something out." Ashstar reassured him, pressing her paw against his.
Harestar smiled weakly, but he couldn't help from meowing, "What will we do? What if they see your belly?"
"I will tell them I have been eating a lot. That will calm them down." Ashstar mewed, thinking of what the kits would look like.
I will keep them safe, until I have to do something about it.
"I have to go." Ashstar meowed, looking up at the sky. It was nearly dawn, and the clan would be up in a bit. Ashstar licked Harestar's nose lightly and then bounded away to Thunderclan. Harestar watched her go longingly, before turning to head to his camp as well.
Ashstar trotted into her camp, thankful nobody was awake yet. She padded to her den, curled into a ball, and fell asleep.
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"Ashstar."
Ashstar's eyes burst open to see her friend, Hollypool stood in front of her.
"Hello, Hollypool." Ashstar meowed, curling her tail over her paws as she sat down.
"Where were you this morning?" Hollypool urged.
"What do you mean?" Ashstar meowed, getting a bit nervous, "I never left."
"Then why did you suddenly walk into camp?" Hollypool meowed back.
"Mouse dung." Ashstar growled under her breath. She leaned close to her friend and whispered, "I'm expecting Harestar's kits." Hollypool let out a yowl and stumbled backwards.
"Harestar?" Hollypool meowed, "But he's in Windclan, matter of fact, he is the leader of Windclan! You are the leader of Thunderclan!"
Before Hollypool could say anymore, Ashstar smacked her tail against her friend's mouth, meowing, "Please help."
"What if.. I take the kits?" Hollypool mewed softly.
What if the kits look nothing like Hollypool and Shrewclaw?
"Maybe.."