A/N: THIS IS GOING TO BE A BOOK SERIES. AND THERE WILL BE A PREQUEL FOR GLACIERFLIGHT COMING OUT SOON. THIS IS BOOK ONE OF MY PROPHECY SERIES. SO FAR, ONLY ONE PROPHECY.

DISCLAIMER: ALL RECOGNIZANLE CHARACTERS AND CLANS BELONG TO THE ERINS. ALL OC'S AND OTHER STUFF BELONG TO ME.

I shivered as another ripple of pain passed through me, I yowled louder and louder.

"shush, it's ok."mossmeadow's comforting voice spoke softly as she gently stroked my fur. "you're doing fine."

"it doesn't feel like it!" I hissed through clenched teeth.

"don't worry, I'm here." Ryewhisker scooted into the nursery and curled up around me. "everything will be ok my sweet berry. The kits are almost here." He licked the fluff on my forehead to get it out of my eyes.

I looked up at him gratefully almost smiling at the nickname he always calls me. He's always there for me, through thick and thin, my best friend.

"so, are you ready to be a proud father?" mossmeadow casually meowed.

"w-what?" ryewhisker looked taken off guard.

"you are the father, right?"

"oh, uh-uhm…" rye looked at me and I looked back with pleading eyes. "yeah, I am." He meowed sounding proud.

I purred my graditude to him. He's been my best friend from kithood, probably why the whole of riverclan suspects he's the father and my mate. But in truth, they couldn't be further from the truth. Actually rye is the only one who knows who the real tom is…and I intend to keep it that way.

"here we go!" mossmeadow positioned herself to catch the kits. "c'mon glacierflight, you have to help."

I yowled even louder as a even more painful contraction passed.

"bite on this." Ryewhisker shoved a stick underneath my muzzle then wrapped his tail around my shoulders. I bit down and the stick instantly splintered into a million twigs.

"here's the first one!" mossmeadow sounded excited. Rye nipped the sack as the second and third kits were born. Finally the pain subsided and I spit the broken splinters of stick out and lay my head on my paws as the three tiny kits began to nurse.

"it's done now, glacierflight, it's all over sweet berry."

I lay down to sleep comforted by his presence, but it was far from over. The prophecy was just beginning.

A/N: SO THAT'S IT FOR NOW. PLEASE HELP YOURSELF TO FRESHKILL, THERE ARE PLENTY OF CHOICES NO MATTER THE CLAN. PLEASE DON'T FORGET TO LEAVE A REVIEW ON THE WAY HOME.