A/N- Hi! Ni hao! Hola! But any way sorry I didn't publish yesterday I was busy with Chinese class and projects. But PLEASE REVIEW! We haven't got any since the first chapter.

Lionblaze's POV:

Darkness flooded Lionblaze's eyes as something slammed into his side, sending him skidding across the sandy clearing. His claws caught on the ground as he struggled to a halt.

Ouch!

He struggled to his paws and stood, flexing one of his forepaws. A toe was bleeding heavily; he must have snagged his claw on a rock. A stifled moan sounded from the other side of the clearing, and Lionblaze spun around.

Cinderheart!

He bounded over to a cluster of cats and pushed his way to the front. Jayfeather's blind eyes focused on him.

"She's not badly injured, but the shock's triggered her to begin kitting early." His brother meowed, stroking the motionless tabby with a small paw.

"She's going to be okay," Cinderheart meowed from Lionblaze's other side.

"Thank goodness you're okay," Lionblaze meowed anxiously, rubbing against his mate.

"I thought we were going to die," Cinderheart admitted, her blue eyes worried. "I hope Leafpool's kits are okay."

"Me too."

Cinderheart's POV:

"Is there anything I can do to help, Jayfeather?" Cinderheart asked, padding away from her mate over to where the tabby Medicine Cat was sitting.

"No. We just have to wait." He replied, his blind eyes worried.

As if on cue, Leafpool let out another strangled moan, but this time it was weaker.

"She's becoming unconscious; we have to get the kits out now." Cinderheart reported, placing a paw on Leafpool's bloated pelt.

Jayfeather nodded, pushing some herbs in front of Leafpool's face. "Eat these." He murmured softly to his mother.

Leafpool raised her head weakly, her eyes lighting up when she recognized what it was. She gulped the herbs down, and almost immediately her body was seized by a contraction.

Cinderheart watched anxiously as the queen struggled to give birth. Then, the first kit was born.

Lionblaze's POV:

Lionblaze watched as the first kit slid out onto the ground.

These are my half-siblings!

Jayfeather darted forward and nipped the kitting sack and a limp gray kit tumbled out. "She's dead." He meowed grimly, setting the first kit aside.

Lionblaze gritted his teeth; hopefully the rest of the kits survived.

"What's going on?" a voice called from the back of the crowd, and Spiderleg bounded through the group of cats to see what the matter was. "Leafpool?" he meowed, shocked, dropping the shrew he was carrying and rushing to his mate's side. "Leafpool, stay with me!" he wailed, burying his nose in his mate's fur. Just then, the next kit arrived.

Once again Jayfeather darted forward to nip the sack, but this time a brown-and-white tabby kit tumbled out. "She's alive." Jayfeather meowed, his eyes full of hope. Turning to Spiderleg, he meowed, "There's one more."

Spiderleg nodded, lying down and supporting Leafpool's head.

"I hope she's okay," a voice mewed softly from behind Lionblaze.

Lionblaze turned to see Cinderheart beside him.

"Do you want to go for a walk with me?" the gray she-cat asked softly, brushing her whiskers on her face.

Lionblaze hesitated, unsure whether he should leave his mother.

"We'll check in on Leafpool when we get back," Cinderheart murmured, twining her tail with his.

"Okay." Lionblaze finally agreed, and the two headed for the bramble tunnel.

Cinderheart's POV:

Cinderheart padded beside Lionblaze, their tails still twined. Her small paws sank into the soft sand at the edge of the lake. Soft waves enveloped her paws from time to time, though the water was warm and felt inviting.

"It's beautiful." Lionblaze murmured softly, licking her on the forehead. "You're beautiful."

Cinderheart felt her cheeks grow hot, but she brushed against him.

"I can't wait until our kits are born." Lionblaze whispered in her ear.

Cinderheart gasped in surprise. "How did you-"

"I saw you go into the Medicine Den. And why would you take such a keen interest in Leafpool's kitting if you were not expecting kits yourself?" Lionblaze laughed, stroking her with his tail.

Cinderheart purred, sitting down on the soft sand.

My stomach isn't even rounded yet. I won't give birth until leaf-bare.

Lionblaze collapsed next to her, dangling his large paws in the warm green-leaf water. "Have you thought of any names yet?" he asked, turning his broad head to his mate.

"Well," Cinderheart started. "I like the name Fallenkit." She purred, touching noses with him.

"And I like the name Rainkit." Lionblaze added.

"We could name one of them Firekit, after Firestar," Cinderheart mewed.

"Or I like the name Sunkit as well," Lionblaze purred.

"So we have plenty of ideas," Cinderheart purred.

"Let's sleep out here." Lionblaze suggested, curling into a ball around Cinderheart.

"An excellent idea." Cinderheart agreed, yawning. "Good-night Lionblaze."

"Good-night Cinderheart." Lionblaze replied.

Cinderheart closed her eyes and was asleep before she could even think of a dream.