Hi Everyone! Saffy here. This is chapter 2 of The Light Shines on the Seasons. I just deleted the other story Seasons Never Fail. If you read that, then came here, this is where the fun starts. There was also a mess up story, Cats and Seasons Should Not Mix, but that didn't make sense as a title either, so I made this. THIS IS THE FINAL TITLE! There, I said it.
Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors. If I did, Snowfur would never die. BTW: Snowkit is a memorial cat for her. But her warrior name isn't going to be Snowfur. Don't worry. I own the cats that I made (all of them except StarClan cats).
Chapter 2: The Birth
Frostflower heaved, her stomach bulging. Moonpelt knelt beside her, trying in vain to save her. Frostflower was getting paler by the second. The first kit was coming! Moonpelt summoned Skyfur from outside where he was waiting. "Skyfur, the first kit is coming. When it comes out, lick as hard as you can." Skyfur nodded, unable to put words together. Moonpelt ran her tail down Frostflower's flank comforting her, trying to ease the pain. Skyfur noticed what she was doing, and lay next to Frostflower letting his blueish pelt calm her. Frostflower gave a huge heave, and the first kit was born. Moonpelt pushed the ball of fur over to Skyfur, who licked the kit. "A tom." Moonpelt said. Skyfur just flicked his tail in response, too busy licking to say anything or nod. Frostflower heaved again, and the next kit was born! Moonpelt pushed the ball of fur over to Lilylight, the other queen, and Lilylight licked desperately. Moonpelt called out of the nursery, "I need two more cats!" Honeyspots and Seedsplash came running in. Moonpelt said, "When the next kit comes, one of you lick it. When the last kit comes, the other one lick it." Moonpelt watched Frostflower closely, looking for the sign of another birth. Seedsplash mewed excitedly, "Wow, four kits! Who's a tom and who's a she-cat?" Moonpelt ignored simply said, "The first is a tom, the second is a she-kit," and turned back to Frostflower. The queen heaved again and another kit was born. Honeyspots took the tiny bundle of fur and began to lick it, vigorously. "A tom," Moonpelt murmured. The five cats (excluding Frostflower), sat or licked in silence, waiting. Frostflower seemed to be in labor for hours. Moonpelt mewed, "If the last kit isn't born soon, I'm not sure Frostflower will make it." Skyfur pushed the first kit to Moonpelt without warning, and raced to Frostflower. The tom ran his paw down the queen's belly, trying to help the last kit come. Apparently, his idea worked, and Frostflower began to heave. Skyfur stepped aside and Moonpelt took over. Moonpelt saw the last kit being born, and it was tiny! So small... Seedsplash took the very tiny bundle of fur and licked it hard, trying to keep the kit's life. Skyfur resumed licking the first kit. Since the birth was over, Moonpelt gave Frostflower some poppy seeds, which caused the queen to sleep. Skyfur, Lilylight, and Honeyspots gently deposited the kits they were licking next to Frostflower's belly, where they began to milk. Seedsplash kept on licking the tiny last kit. Moonpelt gently took over, licking and searching for signs of breath. Finally, the small kit unfurled from the ball and drew a deep breath. Skyfur breathed a sigh of relief, as did Lilylight and Honeyspots. Moonpelt set the tiny kit next to her mother's belly. Directing Skyfur to stay by Frostflower, Moonpelt padded out of the den, followed by Honeyspots and Seedsplash.
"The kits are born! Frostflower is fine. There are two toms, and two she-cats. Everyone crowded around Moonpelt, wanting details. Moonpelt continued, "The first kit, a tom, is gray and pretty big. The next, a she-kit, is golden and medium sized. The third is a tom, is orange and pretty big, about the same size as the first one. The last kit..." Moonpelt paused, glancing with eyes of sorrow, "is a she-kit, with bluish sur and white paws. Oh and the tip of her tail is white too. She is very tiny, and I'm not sure she will survive." The clan hushed then one cat, Owlcreek, called out, "Is she breathing?" Moonpelt nodded, unable to say anything. The cats seemed reassured but still anxious. Rainstar couldn't take any more of this, so he went to Wolftail and quietly asked a question. Wolftail nodded his head, and Rainstar leaped unto the Highledge.
"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the Highledge for a clan meeting!" Skyfur stuck his head out of the nursery, then Lilylight padded out, telling Skyfur that she'd tell him about the meeting afterwards. Skyfur was content with this, as he wanted to stay with Frostflower. Once all the cats had assembled, Rainstar continued, "Wolftail has told me that Honeypaw is ready for her warrior ceremony. Rise, Honeypaw." The cats flicked their tails in excitement, while Honeypaw stood up and padded toward the Highledge. Leafpetal and Swiftriver, her parents, beamed at her. Rainstar kept on speaking, "I, Rainstar, leader of ThunderClan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. She has trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend her to you as a warrior in her turn. Honeypaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code, and protect and defend this clan, even at the cost of your life?" Honeypaw gazed up at him, and mewed, "I do." "Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior name: Honeypaw, from this moment on you will be known as Honeyfur. StarClan honors you courage and loyalty, and we welcome you as a full warrior of ThunderClan." Honeyfur dipped her head as Rainstar spoke yet again, "Honeyfur, you will take vigil, keeping guard over the clan, from elders to..." He paused, "kits. You may not speak or eat until sunrise, unless there is danger. Wolftail will wake you." Honeypaw dipped her head again and sat down, keeping vigil.
Moonpelt vanished into the nursery, checking on the kits. Skyfur was licking the tiniest kit. He looked up when Moonpelt entered the room. Skyfur mewed anxiously, "Moonpelt, when will Frostflower wake? And will..." He paused sorrow flickering across his gaze, "the last kit survive?" Moonpelt said, "I think so. Frostflower should wake soon-" As she said that, Frostflower's blue eyes slowly opened. Skyfur immediately nuzzled his nose against her pelt, "Frostflower, you're awake! Look at our kits! They're beautiful. What should we name them?" Frostflower just blinked happily at him, and Moonpelt cut in, "Skyfur, she just woke up from a poppy seed sleep. Let her adjust." Skyfur drooped his head, and Frostflower laughed, her voice bright and cheerful. "Our kits are beautiful, Skyfur. I think we should name this one..." She nuzzled the oldest kit, the gray tom, "Rainkit. His pelt looks like the sky during a rainstorm." Skyfur nodded, then meowed, "I think the second oldest, the she-kit, should be named Sunkit. Her pelt glows like the sun." Frostflower nodded nuzzling Sunkit. She looked up again, her blue eyes glinting, "And the second tom, I think we should name Fallkit. His pelt looks the leaves that fall during leaf-fall." Skyfur nodded, then nudged the tiniest kit, the forth one, the second she-kit. Frostflower looked at the she-kit, and her eyes glowed. Skyfur prompted, "We should name her..." He waiting for Frostflower to take over,
"Snowkit."
Phew, that's done. I had a hard time writing it. The next chapter will be better, when the four kits open their eyes and explore the camp. I might post that today, maybe tomorrow. Who knows? Please R&R!
-Saffy :D
