I know it seems like I'm copying this off of someone else because I'm updating so quickly, but I actually already have the first chapters typed out on my computer, so no need to worry! This is my own idea!
Chapter One
Snowblossom stretched, laying around lazily in the newleaf sun, her tail stretching across her bulging belly. About six moons had passed, and Snowblossom was three moons pregnant with Thornstar's kits. She would be giving birth to them very soon, and Mistleberry had already predicted their birth on the full moon. "Snowblossom, you should get some rest. The kits will have a higher chance of being born healthy if their mother is strong," Mistleberry mewed, her whiskers twitching.
"Mistleberry, we've gone over this a thousand times. We both know that I am very healthy, and I will be ready to give birth soon to perfect, capable kits. However, I will get some sleep, and hopefully, the clan will have to wake up in the middle of the night to beautiful kits." Snowblossom stumbled into the nursery, and her eyes immediately fell on Splashwhisper and her three kits.
"Oh, Snowblossom, you're back! Bramblekit has just been begging for you to come so he could listen to your stories. You'll be a wonderful, loving mother," Splashwhisper purred with delight. A fluffy silver tom leaped at Snowblossom, his eyes wide with happiness.
"Snowblossom, can you tell me a story? Pretty please?" Bramblekit mewed, his golden eyes glowing with hope.
"Perhaps another time, Bramblekit. I'm exhausted right now, and if you want healthy and happy denmates, you'll have to let me sleep," Snowblossom explained, already curling up in her nest. Slowly, she drifted off to sleep. Snowblossom awoke to an aching in her stomach, and the padded shakily towards the exit of the nursery. I must have eaten something bad. The full moon was high in the sky, and as she noticed this, her stomach seemed to push harder against her and realization dawned on her. The kits! My kits are coming!
Snowblossom slunk back into the nursery, before curling in her nest, her body convulsing. Finally, she couldn't take the pain anymore, and she cried out. "Splashwhisper! Get Mistleberry, please! I think my kits are coming!" The silver she-cat raised her head sleepily, her eyes blinking away weariness. Splashwhisper gasped with realization, and she darted out of the nursery, making her way into the medicine cat's den. Bramblekit, Darkkit, and Rosekit tumbled out of their nest from the force, but they continued sleeping.
"I'm here, Snowblossom, just hold on tight!" Mistleberry yowled, racing into the nursery. Splashwhisper followed, before quickly dragging her kits out of the den, ignoring their protests. Mistleberry crouched by the queen, quickly giving her raspberry leaf. Snowblossom licked up the herb, before yowling once more into the night sky.
"It hurts, Mistleberry!" Snowblossom rasped, her eyes shaky. Mistleberry nodded, before sitting beside the queen. There was nothing she could do until the queen was ready to push, and that wouldn't be for another minute or two. Soon, Snowblossom was scratching at her nest, pain in her eyes.
"Push, Snowblossom! Now!" Snowblossom heaved, and a bundle of golden-brown fur slipped out. Mistleberry grabbed it and quickly licked its fur in the opposite direction, before placing it beside Snowblossom. "Nicely done, Snowblossom. Just two more to go!" Snowblossom gasped, pushing with all her force. After a couple of minutes, a white cat appeared, its mews soft and clear. Mistleberry licked its fur, before quickly placing it beside its littermate.
"Almost done, right?" Mistleberry nodded in response, quickly giving Snowblossom more raspberry leaf. The queen was getting weaker, and there was a slight chance that this third kit would push her over the top.
"Final push, Snowblossom!" Snowblossom grunted, before letting out a hideous yowl. A dark gray cat appeared, whose pelt was so much darker then its parents, which surprised Mistleberry greatly. She licked its fur, before placing it beside its mother.
"Are they okay? Will they survive?" Snowblossom crained her head to look at her kits, and she purred with delight.
"They are fine, Snowblossom. Two she-kits and a tom. I will get Thornstar." Mistleberry slunk out of the nursery, her eyes shining with exhaustion and pride. Snowblossom glanced at the firstborn, the tom. He had golden-brown tabby fur and he had a white muzzle. The second born, one of the she-kits, had beautiful dappled white fur and a feathery tail. The last born, was a dark gray she-kit with streaks of black in her fur, which surprised Snowblossom. She heard an earsplitting screech from outside of the nursery, and she wrapped her tail around her kits, her eyes widened in fear. Suddenly, a golden-brown tom raced into the den, his blue eyes wide with fear.
"Snowblossom, I heard you kitted! Are they-," Thornstar started, before glancing down at his kits and mate.
"If you weren't so busy sleeping, you would've heard me shout," Snowblossom snapped, rolling her eyes. But, Thornstar wasn't listening. Instead, he was glancing down at his three kits, his eyes deep pools of love.
"I'm sorry, Snowblossom. But our kits are just so beautiful. The tom, I think he should be Lionkit. He looks like one, and I'm sure he'll be as brave as one." Snowblossom glanced at the golden tom, before giving her nod of agreement. She was starting to get sleepy.
"How about Featherkit for the white she-kit? Look at her tail, it's literally like a feather!" Thornstar purred in response, before looking down at the dark gray she-kit, sweeping his tail over her streaks.
"She has my fur patterns. I want her to be Duskkit. She'll be a wonderful cat." Snowblossom sighed, her eyes filled with love.
"Lionkit, Featherkit, and Duskkit. I love you three so much, and I hope you can make the right choices." Snowblossom purred once more, before falling to sleep.