A/N Sorry about the last chapter. It was rushed. This chapter will be kinda long and suspenseful. Muah! 3 Kat)
Mistystar was due any day now.
It was pretty obvious.
She was eating a lot less and was feeling a bit more nauseous than usual. She stayed in her nest all day, and was too big to go on patrols, which made her mad.
Reedfeather was doing a good job at being a 'leader' and was organizing patrols as the worst thing possible happened.
Salmonleap, Sootwhisker, Pinepaw, and Eaglepaw came bursting though the entrance.
"SHADOWCLAN TRESSPASSING!"
Sootwhisker yowled and Reedfeather leapt up and ordered all warriors to stay in camp.
"Salmonleap! Go guard Mistystar. NOW. Take Eaglepaw with you." Reedfeather mewed fiercely and Salmonleap and his apprentice raced to the den, where Mistystar was already standing up and pushed past them.
"We need a patrol to-" Mistystar was mewing as Eaglepaw stepped in front of her.
"Maam, you have to stay in there for the health of you and your kits." She whispered.
Mistystar glared at the orange tabby apprentice and sighed.
"I guess."
Just then Shadowclan came bursting though the entrance.
Rowanstar, who used to be Rowanclaw, but gained his leader name after Blackstar had died, Saw Mistystar and leapt at her, Screaming, "YOU KILLED MY LEADER, I WILL KILL YOU AND YOUR KITS!"
Mistystar's eyes widened in fear and she tried to leap away as Rowanstar jumped at her. Suddenly, Eaglepaw leapt in front of her and took the blow of Rowanstar's force. It sent her sprawling, where she lay there, not moving.
Mistystar gasped, as she looked at the Apprentice that had saved her and her kits and her eyes filled with fury.
"Get..the..HELL..out..of..my..clan..NOW!" Mistystar hissed and scratched his muzzle. Rowanstar was shocked and evilly smiled.
"You think a petty scratch will stop me? I will rule the forest!"
He leapt at her, pinning her down, as Reedfeather stopped battling Cherrypelt, the deputy and jumped on Rowanstar's back, ripping some of his fur out with his claws.
"Get…off..of..my…LEADER!" He hissed and bared his teeth.
Rowanstar's muscular build simply knocked Reedfeather off with one blow and held fast on Mistystar's pelt. "Now you will pay, Mistystar." He said as he unsheathed a single claw and put it delicately against her stomach. Mistystar gasped as she realized what he was doing. "NO-" She managed to choke out before fear overwhelmed her systems and she accepted her fate. A queen could never stop a strong cat like Rowanstar.
Rowanstar thought for a moment.
"Wouldn't it be better to let you suffer?" He said, and in one quick moment, sliced off the tip of her right ear.
Mistystar yowled loud enough to make all the cats fighting stop and to look at her. Rowanclaw looked puzzled and mewed softly, "You little wimp, it didn't hurt that much." But before he could slice off more of her ear, she yowled again. It wasn't an yowl of pain, it was a yowl of complete and utter agony. And that's when he realized something. There was blood on her fur. She was having her kits.

Mistystar yowled and withed, and the shocked Rowanclaw called a retreat, shocked and shaking from how agonized her yowls had been, and raced back to his territory. Mistystar was curled in a tight ball and was also shaking, but from something else. The blood from her ears was trickling into her eyes and her tail was matted in blood. Mothwing raced towards her as the other warriors of Riverclan watched on. Reedfeather ordered Salmonleap and Sootwhisker to chase the patrol of invaders out of the territory, and shakily padded over to Eaglepaw. Stormeye and Nutfoot were already at their kit's body, as was Pinepaw. They were crying as They noticed Mistystar. Stormeye helped Mothwing carry her into the nursery and to set her down. Mistystar started clenching her face and yowled at Mothwing "MAKE IT STOP! PLEASE!"
Stormeye looked down at her with soft, still crying eyes whispered "It' worth it. Just hang on." And raced to get a stick. Mothwing glanced at Mistystar with pity as she mewed softly, "It's ok. Just wait." Stormeye raced back with the stick and Mistystar clamped onto it, breaking it as the first kit came out. It was a light grey color and had pinkish eyes. Mistystar licked it clean, but didn't have much time, for another kit was coming. Mothwing felt her stomach and muttered, "There is one more after this one. Hang on dear."
Then, a blackish-brown kit with silver paws and blue eyes slithered onto the nest. It wiggled in the sac and Mothwing quickly licked it as Mistystar had a final spasm and a small runt of a kit, with a black pelt, a white tail tip, and dark green eyes, slid onto the nest, unmoving. Mistystar laid back in relief until she noticed the last one not moving. She licked it fiercely until it let out a tiny little mew. She sighed in relief and they began to suckle, The oldest kit reaching it first, and then the middle kit, then the little runt.
"What are you going to name them Mistystar?" Mothwing asked.
"I really don't kn-" Mistystar said as a yawn engulfed her and Mothwing left he and her kits to have a peaceful sleep.