Seven moons had passed since Tigerpaw was born. He had one moon of training and mostly he would eat with Cinderpaw. Soon she would have his kits. Soon .  He knew he couldn't force her to be his mate, and yet he wanted so bad to have her kits.  He already knew a name for one of them, if there were multiple. Stonekit. And maybe,  just maybe Berrykit  He thought. He meeped as a huge vole swashed past him, and HE DIDNT EVEN NOTICE? Oh it is so on.. He though, running after the vole. PLUMP AN JUIIICCCYYYY!