A tiny calico she cat licked the top of her kits heads. Four. Four bundles of joy curled up next to her. She couldn't help the rumbling purr that escaped her.
A small black tom walked in, his icy stare evaluating each kit. He nodded at the biggest one, a white tom with a black front left paw. Not once did his gaze soften.
"Aren't they just the cutest things you've ever seen?" The she cat purred.
"Sure." He replied gruffly. She seemed pleased by his response.
He cleared his throat. "I'm here to give them their names." He growled in a high pitched tone.
She nodded. "Of course. I already picked a name for the she cat and the black tom, though." She meowed, nodding to the pure black tom and ginger furred kit.
The tom narrowed his eyes. "You already named them?" He questioned bitterly.
"Yes. Only two. I am their mother after all." She mewed, glancing up at him.
He bit back a growl. "Very well. What are the names?" He demanded.
"The tom is Raven, because of his pelt. The she cats name is Blossom. I thought it was fitting her name connects with mine." The calico told him.
"Blossom?" He hissed.
"Yes. I know it's not the normal name but please... just this once." She begged.
He grumbled, but accepted the name reluctantly. "Fine."
He looked at the other two. A small black tom with white markings and a big white tom with a black foot. "Snake for the black one. Ice for the white."
The she cat nodded. "Okay. They'll be great, just you watch."
He flicked his ear, turning his glare on her. "They better be. Or I'll kill them myself. No kit of mine is going to be weak. I won't tolerate it." He turned away from her coldly, walking out of the den.
The calico lowered her gaze to her kits and nuzzled them closer to her warm body. She sighed sadly.
"Yes, Scourge."
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Ice: A Warriors Fanfiction
FanfictionIcepaw and his siblings, Ravenpaw and Blossompaw, had been taken in under the wings of ThunderClan, away from the frightening BloodClan. Are they able to stay away from their past and move on to become admirable warriors, or will their bloody histor...
