Shiningpelt wailed in agony as a spasm passed through her body. Briarleaf knelt over her, awaiting the arrival of the first kit. Please StarClan let her be okay, she thought.
"The first one is coming!" she meowed. "I can see it!" A tiny white kit rolled out onto the bracken and Briarleaf licked it fiercely to keep it warm and get it breathing. "It's a she-cat!" she declared. Shiningpelt yowled again as another kit came out, a tiny tortoiseshell she-cat. Briarleaf licked the little kit and then passed it too Raincloud as the last kit was coming. Finally, a little grey kit tumbled out. "A tom!" she meowed. "That's the last one!" Shiningpelt breathed a sigh of relief as the kits started to suckle. "They're beautiful," said Lightfrost as she nuzzled Shiningpelt happily. "You still have to name them," meowed Raincloud. Shiningpelt purred and tapped each kit on the head. "This one is Mistkit," she said, tapping the white kit. "This one is Whisperkit, and this one is Sunkit," she said, tapping the grey kit and the tortoiseshell kit.
Sunkit, thought Briarleaf. Could this little kit have anything to do with the ominous prophecy? I'll have to keep an eye on him, she thought.