Autumn Breeze swayed on his paws. "Kits? Whose?" He titled his head, feeling dizzy.

"Yours of course!" Lily meowed, jumping up and down.

Autumn Breeze felt sick. "Isn't it too early?" Lily nodded. "No silly not right now! I'm carrying your kits." She softly explained. He sat down.

Autumn Breeze nodded, then felt like he was going to throw up from excitement and nervousness. He was going to be a dad! Just like-Hare Pounce, his own father. "I will make sure my kits have a good life." He vowed silently. 

"That's great." He weakly purred, trying to get up, struggling. "Let me help." Lily offered but Autumn Breeze shook his head. Lily was carrying his kits. Stubbornly, Autumn Breeze got up.

 "Let's get to bed." He nudged the queen. "Fine." Lily meowed annoyed. "But just because I'm  carrying kits doesn't mean I'm weak." 

In his nest Autumn Breeze nuzzled Lily's stomach. "I'm going to be a dad. And I'm not going to let my kits down."