Five Shades of Gray-Pigeondive-eqqs
I felt my eyes begin to droop. Again. I jerked my head up from my paws and looked around. He still wasn’t here. I wanted to cry; he had promised me he would be here. They, I don’t know exactly who, sent Nettlenose and Mousepaw out in an attempt to track him down when everyone realized he wasn’t in his den. Mousepaw had already returned; he said that he checked the area around camp and Nettlenose had gone out further to check the borders and everywhere in between. I had long since finished giving birth; there were five absolutely beautiful kits nestled at my stomach. There were two toms and three she-kits. I looked over at Deerleap helplessly. She returned my look with one of pity.
“Why don’t you name one or two of them and name the rest with him?” The brown tabby suggested. I sighed. The older queen had been trying to convince me to name some of them since Mousepaw returned. Which was a while ago. She was right; they did ne