Smokefur, are you here?" the grey pelted she cat mewed into the swell smelling abyss of the medicine cat's den. She had come for a check up, make sure her kits were all in good health, with her conscience nagging her every three seconds about the health of the young lives now growing inside of her she could barely sleep and felt much more irritable and moody than usual.
She had never really spoken about pregnancy with her mother and while she felt bad discussing her impending arrivals with Smokefur, the medicine cat was really the only one to know what exactly was happening to her. She had always hated the rule that medicine cats could not have mates, to her it was not fair for them to live without love and never give life despite constantly saving it.
Lilyfrost was in no mood for tardiness and after a few more seconds of waiting she let an annoyed huff escape her lips. Now would be the time to inform Pinestar or even Foxfern of her news but the thought of telling the leader's actually frightened her and despite her relief that Dimstar's regulations were no more, she was all to aware that there would be some, her brother's in particular that would not accept her choice in mate.
While Bonetail was not offically her mate, she felt secure enough in their relationship to trust that he was not fooling around with other she-cats behind her back. He was a little lazy for that and from what she could tell, he did not hate her that much, surely he knew how much it would hurt her. "Come on Smokefur, I need to see you" she whispered to herself before she fell silent, curling her tail around her stomach protectively.