There was a flurry of excitement in the nursery as Darkflower ran in and out of the nursery. Loud wails of pain echoed in the air, awakening the sleeping clan mates. Berrybloom screamed.
"Get Talonwhisker," she barely made out a breath before clenching her teeth. "Get him NOW!"
Darkflower ordered Frostfur to get Talonwhisker. As she left, Berrybloom groaned under the calming voice of Darkflower. As a contraction gripped her sides, the wails grew even louder.
Frostfur frantically rushed towards Shadebreeze, the clan deputy eyes wide. "Where is Talonwhisker?!" Shadebreeze motioned his tail towards the dark forest leaving Frostfur helpless.
"Night patrol, why?" Shadebreeze asked with a serious look. Frostfur nearly jumped at the sound of Berrybloom's screams. "Berrybloom is kitting! What do you think she's screaming for fun?"
Shadebreeze gave her a look of annoyance and joined her on the search for Talonwhisker. Following his scent they found him and Stormeyes gazing into the dark trees. Frostfur called out for his name, and he quickly raced up with his fur on end. Racing back towards camp, Talonwhisker held his breath.
Darkflower held two kits in her jaw and placed them down next to Berrybloom. The queen bent down and examined her two she kits. One was a hazel brown with dark flecks along her back. The other, more like her father was a dark reddish brown with white paws and brown splotches along her body. The two kits mewled for milk. As Berrybloom watched them suckle she snorted. Talonwhiskerwatched as his two she kits rolled at her soft cream colored belly.
"Berrybloom, they're lovely!" Darkflower exclaimed with awe. Berrybloom rolled her eyes pushing at the dark red kit with her paw.
"You couldn't be serious about this one can you? This dumb red kit is the ugliest thing I've ever seen!"
Talonwhisker shuddered. In shock he watched as his mate pushed away the red squealing kit with disgust. As she turned back to her first born her amber eyes grew soft in admiration. "My beautiful love will be named Rosekit, because she is just as pretty as one. Maybe even prettier!"
"Berrybloom, we have two kits," Talonwhisker snarled defending his lonely daughter.
"Fine! Lilykit. There are you happy?" Talonwhisker sighed and left the nursery. Walking away he felt his eyes dry and a hurt feeling inside him made him feel queasy. As he went to bed a cold thought raced through his head.
Does my mate really favor only one kit?