Laying smugly in her nest, the young calico she-cat sighed with contentment. Beside her, two small bundles of warmth squirmed, wriggled and mewed, struggling between each other to clasp her warmth. Beside her, a white tom stood proudly.
"I'll tell Darktears that your kits have been born," He meowed, his pride apparent in his voice and the swagger in which he walked. Spottedfur purred, watching Cloudstorm leave; she loved him.
Spottedfur smiled, love shining in her amber eyes. They were perfect, both of them. One was a tomkit, his flawless black pelt musing beautifully with his blue eyes. The other, the spitting image of her mother, green eyes already open and lively. She was already starting to stray after only a few days of life. Sighing again, Spottedfur shifted her posistion ever so slightly searching for comfort.
The she-kit squeaked as her mother moved, and opened her emerald green eyes to view in the world around her. Everything was so big, and yet still so fuzzed over. She shook her head in frustration, and tried to stand up. She succeeded for a moment, only to fall over a step later. Spottedfur, seeing her struggling daughter, smiled, rolled her eyes and picked her up gently in her teeth. The kit offered much protest, but to no avail. Setting her daughter down, Spottedfur waited a moment for her to settle down, then closed her eyes, trying to sleep.
Suddenly, the tortoiseshell kit began to violently jerk, her body twitching in every direction. Squeaks of pain emitted from her tiny maw as she twitched, each movement more violent and painful than the last. The medicine cat rushed in, her green eyes clouded. The tabby examined the tiny kit, who was shaking.
"My kit!"Spottedfur wailed, licking her kitten ferociously. Her amber eyes clouded with pain as the movements subsided and the she-kit began to doze. Darktears gave Spottedfur a grim look through sympathetic blue eyes. Her gray, almost black tabby pelt quivered in shock.
"Spottedfur. Your kit has twitch." Darktears announced grimly, "She'll have these attacks throughout her life. It may end up killing her one day." Spottedfur protectively wrapped a dappled tail around her daughter.
"I don't care! I'll love her no matter what!" Spottedfur protested hotly. Such love was admirable. Darktears nodded, and padded swiftly away from the new mother. Touching her pink nose to her son, Spottedfur meowed, "I'll name you Nightkit."
Grimly gazing at her daughter, she wondered what she could possibly name her. Spottedfur touched her nose to her daughter, whose flanks were heaving in her sleep, and said her name,
"Twitchkit."
A/N: So how did you like the prologue? Twitchkit has epilepsy, like me, so I thought this might be an interesting story. Next up is the allegiances! R&R please!