Prolouge:

Flightsky yowled. Pain shot through her body.

Blacknight ran into the nursery. "Your kits! They're coming!" She shreiked through a stick.

"Bite on this when a kit comes." She panted. "Darkclaw get some water!"

As pain shot through her body as a kit slithered out. It was grey tabby she-kit

Blacknight nipped the sac and licked the kit's fur the wrong way. Then she pushed it to Flightsky's belly.

Darkclaw then came in with some wet moss. "How can I help?"

"Put the moss over there and nip the sac and lick the kit's fur the wrong-" Blacknight was interrupted by a yowl from Flightsky.

Flightsky bit down on the stick as another kit slithered out.

It was a red she-kit.

Blacknight nipped the sac and licked it's fur the wrong way, pushing it to the mother's belly.

Flightsky yowled in pain as the last kit came. It was a dark brown tabby she-kit.

Darkclaw nipped the sac and then gasped in surprise. "The kit has wings!"

Blacknight padded out of the nursery "I'll let you name your kits."

Flightsky looked at the grey kit. "Greykit? Heatherkit?"

"What about Mistkit?" Darkclaw asked.

"Mistkit.. Perfect. What about the red kit? Swiftkit?"

Darkclaw nodded.

"And this kit... With the wings..." She looked at the kit with hatred. "Birdkit."

"sure."

Et Fini!

So I am bad at kitting. :-|

Some constructive critism if you have time.

~Dawn