A/N: Hi! This is my first story on fanfiction! I'm currently bored out of my mind because my school has closed due to the dumb coronavirus. We have some stuff to do, but there's barely anything! I'm not sure if I should continue, so please R&R!

Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors series! All of the characters are Erin Hunter's (Or the people who are Erin Hunter. There are quite a few of them!)

"Then let's do it," Leafpool had said. After they'd went along the moor, they had met Midnight the Badger, going to warn the clans that there were other badgers looking for revenge on the clans after the clans had driven them out of their homes.

After that, Leafpool and her mate, Crowfeather had traveled for many days to a lonely pond just far away to not be detected, but close enough to return if something happened. Just a moon after they settled into their new home, Leafpool had discovered she had been expecting kits! Both she and Crowfeather were beyond excited to have their beautiful children.

Nine moons later, the kits were coming, but the kitting was hard, and Leafpool was beginning to lose her consciousness

"C-Crowfeather..."

"Come on Leafpool! You can do this! Just think of how beautiful our kits will be!"

"Don't lose hope Leafpool! Just keep pushing," Said a new calm voice.

"F-Feathertail."

"Don't worry little one. You'll make it through,"

"Spottedleaf!" Leafpool gasped.

As Leafpool pushed with all of her remaining strength, a tiny body was coming out, in a sac.

"Nip it open!" Instructed Spottedleaf. "And lick it to get it breathing!"

As Crowfeather started licking, the next kit was coming out, but it was facing the wrong direction.

"Come on Leafpool, push!"

The next kit came out, and Feathertail started to lick it to have it start breathing. This happened to the next two kits until Leafpool had finished kitting, and the two mates, one tired, and one beyond thrilled watched over their four kits.

"What should we name them?" Crowfeather asked. The four kits were currently suckleing at their mother's stomach to drink milk. Two were black like their father, one was orange, and the last one was gray.

"Why don't we wait? I want to see what color their eyes are," Leafpool purred.

"Ok."

(2 days later)

Leafpool's PoV

"Mama? Papa?"

Immediately my eyes were open! The grey kit had finally opened his eyes. His siblings had opened theirs yesterday. Breeze-kit had amber eyes and black fur, Holly-kit also had black fur but green eyes, Lion-kit had orange fur like her father, Firestar, and her sister, Squirrelflight.

"Crowfeather! Wake up!"

"Wha...?"

"Jay-kit's opened his eyes!" As my loving mate quickly got to his paws, he meowed kinda crossly, "Don't tell me you named the last kit without me?" Oh, oops. I forgot. Oh well.

"Heh, well he's named Jay-kit now!"

"Why?"

"Because look at his eyes,"

My mate sucked in a breathe and said, "Piercing jay blue. But why are they so unfocused?"

He was right! Why were Jay-kit's eyes unfocused? Was he… blind?