User blog:Nibby the Bird/FrostClan and EmberClan collab fanfic chapter 5

Hello! If you don't know what's happening in tis fanfiction, then please see the first chapter! This one's really short but from another perspective.

'''Snowwhisker and Falconflight were huddled in the small medicine den. It was cozy for Creamwing, but three fully grown cats made it difficult to get through. '''

'''“Well, as you may know, Falconflight and I have been spending a lot of um, time together, and, uh…” Snowwhisker turned to the white tom with his patchy red and black upperparts. '''

'''“We’ve wanted to have kits, but it seems impossible.” Falconflight twitched his paws anxiously. “What could be wrong?” '''

'''“Oh.” Creamwing paused. Infertility. Not great. “Well, haven’t you considered he is a calico?” '''

'''“Hm?” Falconflight tipped his head. '''

'''“A calico tom is very rare, you must know that. But when they happen, they can’t have kits. Something to do with the way they get the pattern.”'''

'''There was silence, and immediately Creamwing had regretted her words. She was too harsh. Maybe she was wrong. Had she ruined this couple’s life? Falconflight was Dropstars brother, what would she do? “I-I mean, likely. But that seems to be the answer if you’ve been trying for kittens and can’t have any.” '''

'''“Oh.” breathed Snowwhisker. Her back relaxed. Was she relieved? Falconflight merely stared at the ground.” '''

'''“You are both perfectly healthy. It’s just a defect in tortoiseshell toms. I’m really sorry. Perhaps you could help the queens…”'''

'''“I’m not a Caretaker! I am a warrior!” Falconflight burst. “Come on, Snowwhisker. Let’s just get some fresh kill.” The calico tom turned around and jumped out of the den, swishing his tail behind him as Snowwhisker followed. '''

'''Creamwing sighed. She had been medicine cat long enough to know that the bearer of bad news always had it worse. It was what Oxfern, the old medicine cat, always said. “Cats think they are entitled to everything I their lives going smoothly, and they think us medicine cats are magical and can do anything, and the second we can’t, we’re dumb excuses for clan members and warrior wanna-bes,” the she-cat had always said. Creamwing could so clearly picture her wiry dark fur and striped grey front legs. But she was long dead now, sacrificed herself by becoming infected with a harsh sickness to sae her clanmates, and now hunted in the sky. '''

'''Creamwing waited for a few minutes after Falconflight and Snowwhisker had left before emerging from the den. She watched as Dropstar heard the news from her brother, furrowing her brow. The leader had come back excited and assuring as usual, but Creamwing could sense an unease the warriors couldn’t. Even with explaining the infertility to Snowwhisker and Falconflight, something seemed very off. I’ll just have to keep on my toes and watch the clan.'''