Cinderheart gritted her teeth and let out a yowl of pain.

"Your doing fine," Jayfeather encouraged. "Almost there." A small, golden bundle slid out onto the moss. "A she-cat!" He placed her where her mother could bathe her. Cinderheart began to lick the tiny kit, rubbing her fur the wrong way to warm her.

Soon, she began to mewl. Cinderheart placed her next to her belly, where she began to feed. Lionblaze curled up next to his mate, purring.

"Lightkit," Cinderheart murmured. She blinked up at her mate. "I want to call her Lightkit."

Lionblaze licked her ear. "Perfect," he murmured.

The two drifted off to sleep, lulled by the sound of Lightkit's suckling.

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Jayfeather gazed around StarClan's territory. A dappled light brown she-cat with stars brushed onto her fur bounded up to the medicine cat, touching noses with him.

"Honeyfern," Jayfeather dipped his head to the she-cat. "I trust you know about Lightkit?"

She nodded. "I am very proud of my sister." She sat, and curled her tail around her paws. "Jayfeather, when Darkness comes over the Clans, Light shall save us all." The forest faded around Jayfeather. When he awoke, the world was dark again.