Mistyfoot lay in the nursery with her two kits. Their names were Tigerkit and Thunderkit. The two kits were only about a week old. Tigerkit looked more like her father, Bramblethorn, both being brown tabbies. Thunderkit looked like her mother. They were both light gray. She looked over at the other queen in the nursery who was named Roseheart. Her kits were only a few weeks older than Mistyfoot's. They were named Gorsekit, Shadowkit, and Larkkit. The two kits were now sleeping and Mistyfoot was finally able to get some sleep herself. Blueherb had pushed away about half the clan so she could make sure that she had enough milk to feed the kits and to make sure the kits were healthy.
It was the next morning, and Mistyfoot was woken by the sound of crying kits. Her kits were mewling for milk and so were Roseheart's. Where was Roseheart any way? She wasn't in the nursery. She wouldn't have left them without telling Mistyfoot, because her kits were too young to be left alone. Mistyfoot thought that she would be fine and was probably just outside the nursery with her mate. She let her kits suckle and waited.
She was starting to get worried when the kits pleas became louder because they still didn't have milk. Mistyfoot went outside and looked around. She couldn't see Roseheart from where she was standing. She went around the clearing and searched everywhere. She couldn't find Roseheart. There was only one place she hadn't looked. In the medicine cat clearing. She hoped that Roseheart would be there, even though she might be sick. Mistyfoot took a deep breath and looked inside.
Roseheart was inside the den, and thankfully she didn't look sick. Blueherb was there too, and she seemed to be giving Roseheart something. Then Mistyfoot remembered something. When she had looked at Roseheart's kits, there had only been Shadowkit and Gorsekit. Larkkit was missing. She looked in front of Roseheart, and sure enough, there was Larkkit. She was lying there in front of Blueherb's paws and she seemed to be giving Larkkit something. It looked like coltsfoot. Roseheart was in the medicine cat den to get something for Larkkit who seemed to be sick.
"What's wrong with Larkkit?" Mistyfoot asked. Blueherb and Roseheart turned with surprise. They hadn't heard her come in.
"Larkkit is having trouble breathing." Blueherb answered. "I'm giving her coltsfoot to help her."
"Roseheart, I can take care of Larkkit right now, but your kits are crying for milk. You need to feed them." Mistyfoot meowed. "Okay, I'll go," Roseheart agreed after a pause. She left the den and went into the nursery.