This is a sequel to Dovewing's Secret, so I hope you enjoy it! I do not own warriors, nor will I ever, so thank you Erin Hunter for inspiring me! :P
Chapter 1
Dovewing's POV
" Wake up Dovewing!" Cinderheart meowed. " What?" "Jayfeather's here with some borage." I eat the bitter leaves quickly, trying not to gag it up. "Okay, so Dovewing, Cinderheart, when they open their eyes tommorow, they will need to be kept inside. Even if it's Greenleaf a kit could get baddly injured by the smallest of thorns." Jayfeather walks away, and I purr as Bumblestripe walks in. " How are our kits?" " Perfect." I answer just as Bluekit starts coughing and wheezing. She can't breathe! "Get Jayfeather!" I start licking her fur in the wrong direction, trying desperatly to get her to breathe. She just keeps on coughing, not even taking a break. Thank Starclan! "Jayfeather! help her, please!" " Duh, that's my Job!" Jayfeather gives her a herb that I can't identify, but her coughing starts to ease. I ask Jayfeather desperatley if she's okay. " She's fine now, she might just have a cold. Or she might have inhaled a feather when she was sleeping. She's fine." I start to lick her fur back in the right direcion, Praising Starclan as I smooth her fur. " If she starts coughing again, fetch me." "Bumblestripe, can you get me and Cinderheart some Fresh-Kill?" "Of course." I start to look over my kits. Springkit, the weakest, is a beauiful light gray she-kit with dapples of dark gray all over her. Stripekit, the only tom, is light gray with black stripes on him. And Bluekit, the blue gray she-kit with dark blue eyes, the oldest, looks the most like me. I start to purr when Bluekit stops breathing. My fur spikes with alarm. " Jayfeather! Jayfeather! Bluekit stopped breathing!" Cinderheart wakes up. "What's wrong!" " Bluekit isn't breathing!" I start licking her fur the wrong way again, pleading to Starclan to let her live."I'm here!" Thank Starclan! "Jayfeather! Thank Starclan!" "When did she stop breathing?" "Just a moment ago." "Keep licking her fur like that, yes, and I'll give her this herb. It will help her breathe." Jayfeather gives her the herb, but it only helps a little. When Bumblestripe walks in with the Fresh-kill, he drops it immediatly. "My precious daughter! She's just barely breathing!" " Bumblestripe, I've got my hands full here, but bring Cherrypaw with you to the Windclan camp, and ask Kestrelflight for advice." "I got it." I see my mate running away, and my heart breaks. I need him here with me right now. Our daughter might join Starclan! But then I notice that Jayfeather seems uncertain. And he is asking the Windclan Medicine Cat for advice. He doesn't know what to do! he doesn't know if she'll survive! "She is going to live right?" "Only Starclan knows right now, Dovewing." My heart stops beating for a moment. " She has to live! If she dies... I don't know what I'll do. She's my first kit. I love my kits as much as I do Starclan, and the thought of one of them joining Starclan..." My voice cracks. " Look Dovewing, I will try my hardest for Bluekit to live. Sometimes even Medicine Cats need help." Just then Bumblestripe and Cherrypaw come pounding into the Nursery. "He told us one cat massage her back, another one licks her fur in the wrong direction..." "And the last one relaxes her." Cherrypaw finishes. I keep on licking her while Jayfeaher massages her back and Cinderheart relaxes her. Slowly, Bluekit starts to breathe again. "My precious kit!" "I knew she would live. I'm going to stay in here just in case she has another problem." I'm glad Jayfeather is staying. I felt helpless when she stopped breahing. I whisper a thank you into Jayfeather's ear. He nods back. I steadily fall asleep, without eating, and wake up at sun set. I eat half of my rabbit that Bumblestripe gave me, and curl around my kits protectivly, and purr. Thank you, Starclan.
I wake up at dawn, and start washing myself. The sun shines through the bramble walls of the den. I eat the rest of my rabbit, and then I ask Cinderheart to watch my kits for a while. I leave the Nursery and head into camp. I stretch my cramped legs and walk through the tunnel and out into the forest. I walk down to the lake and watch it glisten and shimmer. I wish I could do this every day. I pad back to camp and into the Nursery. I grab my kits and relax. It's too bad Greenleaf is coming to it's end.