I'm finally done with StormClan, so this is going to be my next story. It's a trilogy about one cat. I hope everyone likes it, and please review!
The light, creamy colored cat panted heavily. The air was thick with snow, and she was freezing. The queen realized that it was going to be hard to deliver kits in freezing cold weather.
"It's okay my love," the cat's mate, gently licked her flank. The cat had another contraction, and they could see a tiny head peeping through. The cat's mate smiled as he saw his kit for the first time ever.
"You're doing great , just push a little more," the medicine cat spoke words of encouragement, but looked around nervously. This wasn't his home turf and he didn't have the proper herbs for the first-time mother. The medicine cat knew that this pairing would always come out to a bad ending, and this definitely was bad. They would never see each other after this, what was the point of coming out here? Why did they have to travel? Why couldn't the father come to there place? The medicine cat looked around nervously, he knew that the clans would notice that they were gone very soon.
The cat pushed one last time, and a tiny kit, identical to her mother came into the world. The kit shivered a little, it's wet pelt making her freeze in the cold air.
"She's beautiful, her color is like the color of dawn," her mate purred.
The queen gave her kit a lick. "We shall call her Dawnkit." The medicine cat left and went to go pack up for the long voyage home as her mate smiled at the panting she-cat. He was a respected warrior, and the best hunter in all of the world, in his mate's opinion. Their daughter was bound to be the best kit in all of the world as well.
That cat knew he would never see his daughter again, but got a good look at her before she left. He knew she was perfect, and would be polite, well-behaved, the best cat in the world. He didn't know how wrong he was.
I know that was short, but it's only a prologue. Please review, I really appreciate that. I'll try to update soon!