May be a lot of mistakes because the laptop I began writing this on had stiff keys and they wouldnt press easily.
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Prologue
Streamstar looked down at SoulClan, beaming with pride. His clan was growing well, several queens were in the nursery, three with kits, two awaiting birth, the apprentice den was crowded, the warriors den was too full, there werent alot of elders, and prey was running well. That wasnt all. Streamstar himself would be a father any day now. His eyes turned towards the nursery.
Robinwing padded out of the nursery, three orange bundles of fur right behind her. Flamekit, Sparkkit, and Thunderkit. All three were only half a moon away from becoming apprentices. Streamstar would have to start thinking about who their mentors would be. But that could wait. Surely Streamstar's own kits would be born before then. He sighed and closed his eyes, letting a soft breeze ruffle his pelt. The clan was suddenly alot louder than usual. It took Streamstar a moment to figure out something was terribly wrong. His eyes flew open just in time to see Robinwing dragging Icefeather, the medicine cat, into the nursery. His heart began beating fast. His kits~!
Streamstar quickly jumped down from his post at Crooked Tree and dashed towards the nursery. He was about to enter when a large brown tabby she-cat prevented the way. Robinwing.
"You aren't alowed in during the birth," she stated clearly. Streamstar was about to object when she continued on, interupting any thoughts of objecting he had had. "Medicine cat's orders." With that Robinwing turned tail and went back into the nursery, leaving Streamstar dumbfounded in the clearing.
It seemed like forever. Streamstar was impatiently padding back and forth and back and forth outside the nursery den. The faint crying of his mate, Silverleaf, could be heard from inside the den. Finally everything was quiet and all that could be heard from inside the nursery was the small mewling of kits.
Robinwing padded outside the nursery. Streamstar whipped his head around to face her, his eyes filled with hope. Robinwing opened her mouth as if to say something but stopped when she saw the hopefull look on her leader's face. Instead she just nodded for him to come in.
Streamstar hurried into the nursery, eager to see his kits. But when he saw Silverleaf, no kits were suckling at her stomache. She lay there, cold and still, unmoving and unbreathing. Streamstar's worried eyes met those of Icefeather. Icefeather looked away instantly.
"She-She cant be..." Streamstar whispered, panic evident in his voice. "It just isn't possible~! Our kits~! What about our kits?" Now it was Robinwing's turn to speak.
"Whiteshadow has yet to give birth," Robinwing soothed. "She has plenty of milk awaiting her kits to come and has agreed to nurse them until they arrive. By the time her kits arrive Darkflower's kits should be onto eating prey and she will be able to nurse them for a little while." Streamstar didn't move. Robinwing moved forward to comfort him but he backed away. His eyes were wide with fear. Robinwing sighed. Such a young leader. SoulClan hadn't even had a single death in this cat's lifetime until now. Robinwing wondered how her leader would cope with this disaster.
"D-Did she get the chance t-to name them?" Streamstar stuttered, reality crashing down on him like a wave. Robinwing shook her head.
"Would you like to name them?" she asked. Streamstar nodded and turned to where Whiteshadow was laying. Four kits nestled up to her belly.
One of the kits, a she-kit, was pure silver, like her mother. The next was another she-kit. This one looked like Streamstar. White with a black ear, black splotches covering her leags and underbelly, and a black tipped tail. The last she-kit was pitch black with thin silver tabby lines criss crossing her back. Finally, the last kit. This one was a tom. His body was completely white but his head was half black, half white. Split evenly down the middle.
"The first shall be named Silverkit, in honour of her mother," muttered Streamstar, unable to shake off his grief at the death of his mate. His eyes turned to the next kit. "Leafkit. Once again in honour of her mother. The dark one shall be named Echokit. She is the echo of her mother's voice. Finally, the last one shall be named Brokenkit." Streamstar didn't need to explain this one. He hoped his son, as well as the rest of the clan, believed he was named for the broken colours of his face. It would be better for him not to know he was named after the broken feeling Streamstar had in his heart.
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Really short huh? You know what. I dont think this prologue gives away who the main character is at all. Hell, the main character might end up being the medicine cat~! I wont tell. REMEMBER~! Just because it is almost always this one character's POV doesn't mean they are the main character. The next chappy is the main characters POV......... Or maybe it isnt? I WILLNEVER TELL~! MUHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA