Run Away Bravely (Stormwind)

“Hollyleaf... why run?” Lionblaze Mewed softly, his strong eyes betraying a little hurt as he stared at his sister.

Hollyleaf met her brother’s gaze silently and with well-hidden fear, though she stood her ground.

Lionblaze then glanced towards Hollyleaf, clearly still glad to see her. All the same, The Tom’s faze was questioning, and he padded up to his sister as the leaders went back to debating the matter.

Leafpool huffed at her mate but rested her head on his chest.

Hollyleaf and Jayfeather waited to find out what they were going to do about the black she-cat.

For the pair of Darkclan cats, the worst thing about being confined to camp would be that it was now harder for them to be alone together.  Crowfeather didn’t care much, though, wrapping his forepaws around Leafpool to pull her atop him.

Breezepelt watched with disdain.

Leafpool sat up when he finally rolled off of her, watching him with tolerant amusement.

Crowfeather rolled off of her a few heartbeats later, but not by his own design. The tom was still laughing heavily, his eyes squeezed shut as he writhed around on the clearing floor.

Leafpool squawked when he placed all of his weight on her. “Crowfeather!”

Crowfeather only laughed harder when Leafpool started trying to get him off of her, The tom going limp above his mate as he rolled around uncontrollably.

Leafpool huffed and playfully battered his belly with her hind paws. “Get off, you great lump.”

Crowfeather eventually couldn’t keep licking, the tom laughing so hard that no sound came out.

Leafpool squealed when she was pounced on, pawing at his face as she closed her eyes against the onslaught of licks.

Crowfeather only pounced atop her when she tried to break free, purring loudly as the licking continued.

Leafpool tried to duck away, laughing a little. “Crowfeather!”

“Never!” Crowfeather Replied, continuing to cover Leafpool in sloppy licks.

Leafpool swatted lightly at her mate. “Stop that,” she scolded half-heartedly.

Firestar dipped his head begrudgingly. Meanwhile, Crowfeather giggled like a kit, licking his mate excitedly all over her head.

Leafpool smiled at her mate then looked back at the leaders. “If that’s all..?”

Crowfeather chuckled slightly, kissing his mate’s cheek.

Mistystar had a constipated look on her face, which looked interesting on the older she-cat.

Firestar just had a slight frown on his muzzle, whereas Onestar and Blackstar were likely fuming behind him.

Leafpool gave her son a wry smirk, realizing what thoughts must be going through his head. “Yes, us two. I’m due in about a moon and a half.” She then turned to the rest of the leaders to see how they were reacting.

“You two-!” Lionblaze stiffened comically, really not wanting to think about how recently his mother and father had mated for that to be possible.

Leafpool tilted her head to the side, hesitating briefly before deciding to Hell with it. “I’m expecting kits again,” she said bluntly, her amber eyes focused on her eldest son’s identical gaze.

“Why’s that?” Mewled Liomblaze, tilting his head to the side.