Prologue
"Wake up little kit." A warm voice greeted her ears as she lifted her head.
"It's a girl," another voice said, "One more now, were almost done."
She felt the warm tongue of another cat, licking her fur in the opposite way to warm her cold body.
She heard the gasp of another cat and a sob. She opened her eyes wearily and looked over to where the sound came from. There was a silver kitten with black stripes, most of them with curved edges instead of tips like the she next to her. She blinked in wonder, why was the kit laying on the ground and not moving around?
"One didn't make it." One of the cats said. She widened her eyes in fear and pain, feeling a strange moaring for this small kit, though she didn't know him, she didn't know anyone, but she could feel some of her soul go cold in a yearning for this cat to still be alive.
She felt a set of familiar paws on her back and small teeth on her ear. Instinctively she turned and fought back, stretching out her claws to swipe the kit in the face. The cat that spoke the most pulled the kit off of her and rested it on the ground.
"You have two wonderful living kits." It said. She tasted the air and smelled that the speaking cat was a male. "One is a male and one is a female." She looked over to the kit she was fighting with. Its smell was overwhelmingly male, and she knew that she was female.
"Look at him." Their mother said looking at her son. "He looks just like his father. I want to name him... Maplekit. From his maple colored fur."
She looked over at her brother. He had brown fur and brown with black stripes, these stripes ended with points, and he had more of them than the other kit did. He had dark brown eyes and little black tufts of the tips of his ears. He was licking his front left paw, proud of his new name.
"And look at this little sweetie. She looks like no cat. A combination of both her mother and father. She has dark blue eyes," she looked to the male cat who talked a lot, "neither of us have that."
She looked at herself. She was brown with blackish and whitish stripes. She had more black stripes around her eyes and tail. She had cream colored fur on the tips of her paws. She looked back up to who was so obviously her mother and mewed happily.
"Her fur reminds me of brambles. I will name her Bramblekit." Her mother said and then turned to her side so that Bramblekit and her brother, Maplekit, could suckle. The male cat picked up the limp kit by the scruff and tried to carry him away.
"Don't," her mother mewed, "I want to name him." The male rested him in front of her and she looked at him with her head to the side, "His fur is like mine. I want to name him... Pinekit. After his mother." She touched nosed with him and whispered, "See you in Starclan, my dear."
"That's a brilliant name, dear." A new cat said. He was a male, Bramblekit could tell. Bramblekit looked up at the male kit and saw his thick black coat. He had no tufts of black on his ears, just like Bramblekit and he brother, and deep, sea-green eyes. He looked down at Bramblekit's mother and licked the tip of her ear, trying to calm her down.
Bramblekit looked at the cats in the room in aw. There are so many cats! She thought to herself, How will I ever remember them all?!
When Bramblekit finished suckling she laid down next to her mother who started licking the fur on her head. She had pale grey color, with white stripes. Her light blue eyes sparkled with pride in her new kits, but also with sorrow for her deceased kit. She had cream color on the tips of her paws, ears, and tail. Bramblekit rested her eyes and felt her brother, Maplekit, settle down next to her.
I'll see you in StarClan, Pinekit, she thought, echoing her mother's words, Whatever that is.