Prologue:
A small breeze rustled though the nursery as a yowl sounded out in peaceful night, a snow-white speckled she-cat moaning in pain as tortoiseshell she-cat rushing over with raspberry leaves in her jaws, the jagged edges poking at her tongue. "You're kitting, if you didn't know." The tortoiseshell she-cat growled, a calico tom sitting by the queen's mouth with a stick lowered by her jaws, a hard push sending a sack out "Nip the kitting sack. FALLENPAW" the tortoiseshell shouted at her apprentice, a draft disturbing the den, the queen screeching, biting on the stick. as Fallenpaw nipped the kitting sack. a broad-shouldered mottled golden tom mewed, a rough tongue licking the kit, as the queen broke the kitting sack, the tom's mottled pelt sleeked by the fluids, a small bundle slid out of the snow-white speckled she-cat, the kitting sack broke on inpact of the nest, revealing a slender golden she-kit with blue eyes. "Good job, Specklepool.' The tortoiseshell she-cat meowed, a slight look of longingness in her gaze. "Thank you, Amberspots." Specklepool mewed, her kits suckling on her belly. Fallenpaw gave the little tom one last lick, then padding after his mentor.