Little shrew'kit arrives in this chapter, however it will remain in Tawny'wings perspective until she opens her eyes.
Ch3- new arrivals.
Tawny'wing awoke at moonhigh to a kick in her stomach. Her eyes adjusted slowly and she snuck out to get a drink. On her way back to the nursery, a pain surged through her. Yowling, she stumbled into the medicine cat's den, "Pinefeather, oa-" she was interrupted by another surge of pain. "Im having my kits!"
Pinefeather hopped up, alarmed. She lead tawny'wing into a nest and ordered oaknose to go get a thick stick. Oaknose obeyed and used his long legs to run as fast as he could, shortly after he returned with part of a branch. "Will this do?" oaknose asked. Stop the talking and get these kits out of me! Tawny'wing thought aggressively. Pinefeather nodded swiftly. "Tawny'wing, bite down on this stick when you feel pain," both cats, oaknose and pinefeather, slowly rubbed their paws on her belly- "you have 3." tawny'wing grunted and bit down hard as one kit came out, then the next. "One last push," pine'feather mewed. Tawny'wing pushed and the last kit came out. Oaknose nipped the sack and the kit let out a gasp for air as oaknose guided the kit to his mothers warmth. Pinefeather gave her some leaves. "Eat these, its borage. It strengthens your milk." Tawny'wing obeyed, but winced at its sour taste. She looked down at her kits, she had geven birth to a silver tabby she-cat, a black tom with silver hints and a white muzzle, and another gray tawny she-cat with black paws, like her father.
Starling flight came into the medicines den, and settled down beside tawny'wing, watching the kits. "They are just as beautiful as their mother." he murmured. "What will we name them?" Tawny'wing thought for a moment, "i think we should name the silver tabby silverkit, the black tom will be shade'kit, and the gray tawny kit with be shrew'kit." "Amazing names," oaknose mewed nearby. "You can move into the nursery tomorrow, goodnight for now." oaknose curled up in his nest near pinefeather. Who was already asleep after the eventful night. Goodnight my kits tawnywing thought calmly, before wrapping her tail around her kits, and falling asleep curled up with starling'flight, as a family.
The next morning, Starling'flight and russet'fang helped her and her kits into the nursery, the other queens congratulated her, she settled down, with her kits by her stomach, now suckling for milk. "What are their names?" willowfern asked, her blue eyes wide with curiousity.
Silver kit, Shade kit, and Shrew kit. Tawny'wing replied, nodding to each kit as she said their names. "Wonderful names for such beautiful kits," Sparrow'fall commented. Leaf'kit walked over to see, "Woahh! They are so small!" she mewed, "Brackenkit, come look!" Bracken'kit tiredly trotted over, his eyes immediately lit up. "They really are so small! Mom? Was i that small?" Sparrow'fall nodded. "All kits are that small when they are newborn."