Prolouge told by Jayfeather
I watched as the camp filled with more and more screeching and clawing cats as I dashed to the nursery. "Sharpthorn! I told you to get Rosethorn out of there!" I yowled at the gray tom. "Jayfeather! She's having kits!" I froze. Not here! I took Rosethorn by the scruff. "Help me carry her out of camp!" I mumbled through a mouthful of fur. I lay Rosethorn over Sharpthorn's back. "Follow me!" I told him and ran out of the nursery. I led Sharpthorn out of the dirtplace tunnel. "What now Jayfeather?" he asked. I sniffed for the familiar scent of a pine tree. Not just any pine tree. It was a pine tree that has fallen on top of two rocks, creating a small cave-like shelter. That's where I hid herbs that will help in this sort of situation. I took a deep breath. Borage, raspberry leaves..."This way!" I led the tom through some bushes. "We're here! Put her down on that bed of moss...give her this stick to bite down on, and give her some wet moss to drink from!" I ordered. Rosethorn yowled in pain and bit down on the stick, nearly making it break. A spasm shook her body as a small white kit appeared. "Start licking the kit until it starts breathing." I told Sharpthorn. As he did as I told, another spasm shook her body as another kit, a silver one, appeared. I sniffed Rosethorn. Something was terribly wrong. She was still in pain and losing a lot of blood. Suddenly, an image of a silver she-cat, giving birth to kits. It was the same situation as we were in. She was losing blood and there was nothing they could do. I was brought back into the 'real world' by the sound oof a kit yelping. It seems as Sharpthorn helped the other kit start breathing. "What's wrong Jayfeather." I couldn't tell him. "I-I'm...I'm so sorry. I couldn't save her." I could sense his sadness. He padded up to her and I gathered the kits around me. "Rosethorn. Can you hear me?" the young tom asked. "Sharpthorn. Please...save...the...kits." the white she-cat struggled to speak,"Take good care of them." The two cats embraced each other. "I love you." they both told each other. Rosethorn took a deep breath,"The silver one, will be Rainkit. What should the white one be?" she gestured to the kits. "Rosekit. I want her to have your name. They both are she-kits right?" replied Sharpthorn as Rosethorn nodded. Rosethorn lay her head down and took another breath. "Goodbye Sharpthorn. Remember, I'll always be with you. And thank you Jayfeather." She took one last breath. "She hunts with StarClan now." I told Sharpthorn. We heard a rustling through the bushes. "Well, well, well. What do we have here?" we heard a voice as a rouge stepped into the cave. "Oh look here! A kit! Don't mind if I do!" the rouge said as he picked Rainkit up. "That's my kit!" I heard Sharpthorn say as I tried to hide Rosekit inside of some of my herb stores. "Yeah? What are you gonna do about it?" I could tell that the Sharpthorn lunged at the rouge. I could here them scratching, clawing, yowling, at each other. I was glad that Rosekit couldn't see or here anything. This fight was pretty gruesome. I could scent a lot of blood. Shortly after, I heard a thud. What? Did Sharpthoorn kill the rouge? "You. Blind one." I heard the rouge say. Oh no. "Thank's for the kit." the rouge chuckled, evilly and walked out of the shelter. I ran over to where I heard Sharpthorn's body thud. He was dead. I thought about Rosekit. Her mother and father, dead. Her sister was taken away by a rouge. I won't have to tell her then. I'll just have one of the nursing queens take care of her. I padded to the herb store where I hid the poor scrap of fur. I licked the kit. "I'm sorry little one. I tried."
A/N
Sooooooooo...whatdya think? I'm not a very good writer. I keep forgetting Jayfeather is blind. O_o Don't worry. There'll be improvements in the future.
should I continue this story?