Gustclan Post 24

“I’m sure I’m over-due.” Argusheart complained, at her swelling belly, and at the medicine cat. Harrierpelt gave her a scolding look.

“There’s no set timing for these things. Starclan does what Starclan does, and it’s not our job to question them.”

“I’m just concerned if there’re a lot of them and if they all grow so much, it may be difficult for just myself to support them all- and inevitably it will be just me, with Heronstar having to resume leader duties as soon as she can manage.”

Harrierpelt flicked his tail, dismissive of her attitude. “Much as I would tend to agree, the more fussing you make, the worse that will be for the kits. Let Heronstar and I worry about that; I’m sure between us, and yourself once they’re born, we’ll have a reasonable solution.”