Prolouge-
The wind howled on the expecting she-cat's fur. Something felt wrong, but she didn't know. She opened her jaws and the scents of the world flooded her. Then a smell quite unsettling filled up her mouth.
Windclan!
The she-cat raced to camp as fast as she could, her added weight slowing her down. The wind kept on howling and howling. Finally she reached Thunderclan camp.
"Invasion!" she panted and the leader raced out of his den.
"You're supposed to be in the nursery! You could give birth to our kits any day now!" the leader spat furiously and the she-cat backed down.
"I know Thornstar but I thought I could use some fresh air!" The leader sighed at his mates words.
"I know, I know. Just get back in the nursery where it's safe. You did tell me there was an invasion, right?" The she-cat nodded and padded to the nursery and warned the other queens. Two kits barely a moon old peeked out of there nest and squealed.
"I wish I could fight. Me and Treekit would make the best team. Just watch this battle move!" the she-kit mewed and pound and grabbed thin air, pretending it was a cat's neck.
"Yeah, Specklekit's right." The other kit appearing to be a tom-kit named Treekit squeaked. There mother huddled them closer to her and they complained and wailed.
"You won't be fighting even border skirmishes until your 6 moons old. And I bet they wouldn't let you till you were 8 moons anyway," Their mother hushed them and then heard yowls of battle cries.
"Windclan made it to our camp?" The expecting she-cat shrieked with terror.
"Oh shut up, Rosedawn. With your yowling you're going make the nursery a target if they are in camp.
"We're already a target!" Rosedawn whispered. Then Treekit and Specklekit gazed up at there mother with big round eyes.
"You cursed. You said a cat never curses!" Treekit wailed.
"Yeah momma!" Specklekit meowed. There mother stared at them and flicked each kit's ears.
"Not at your age, no. But us Warrior's and full fledged apprentices can. So shut up." The two kits blinked now keeping quiet. Suddenly Rosedawn shrieked.
"Get the medicine cat!" The other queen quickly rushed out of the nursery knowing her denmate was going to have her kits any time now. Rosedawn's pain grew by the second. The medicine cat burst in. Treekit and Specklekit looked at each other thinking the same thing.
We're going to have company!
The medicine cat dropped some herbs in front of Rosedawn.
"Eat these. They'll help from the shock of kitting during a battle. Then eat these." The medicine cat instructed. She quickly ate them then closed her eyes as a spasm came through her. She breathed more heavily and pushed, and a tiny pale ginger came to the world. Rosedawn made a effort to lick her kit but managed. She then fell back as another spasm rushed through her. Moments later, a brown tabby came out. The medicine cat licked the kit himself.
"Are there more?" The mother of Treekit and Specklekit asked.
"One more." he said and heartbeats later, another brown tabby kit slid out and the medicine cat licked it like he did to the other brown tabby. Though this brown tabby was much paler than the other one.
"Which one is which, like what gender?" Treekit asked daring to speak even after his mother told them not to. Though she didn't seem to mind.
"Two toms and a she-kit." The medicine cat replied. Specklekit bounced up and down.
"Me and the she-kit will be the best of friends!" She giggled but her mother hushed her. Rosedawn licked each one of them. At sunhigh, the battle was over and Thornstar came to visit his kits, with a wrenched paw!
"What should we name them?" The leader asked his mate.
"How about for the pale brown tabby tom, Palekit, since is coat is paler than the others?" Rosedawn asked. Thornstar nodded.
"I like it. How about Clawkit for the dark brown tabby tom?" Rosedawn shook her head.
"Too fierce. Smallkit, perhaps? He's smaller than the others." Thornstar shrugged.
"I guess. And I think the one she-kit should be named Honeykit." She nodded.
"Perfect." Treekit smiled and Specklekit bounced up and down. There mother hushed them once again. and then commented on Thornstar's injury.
"You might want Kinkfur to inspect that wrenched paw. We don't want a wounded leader for too long." Rosedawn nodded in agreement and went to fetch the medicine cat, fumbling on her paws, tired after giving birth. Though it was worth it, cause now she had two kits named Honeykit, Palekit, and Smallkit, all healthy and strong.