Two moons later
"Push, Daylight, push!" encouraged Featherberry. Herbfang lay by Daylight's side, trying to get her to drink. Daylight yowled with pain. This is the worst pain ever, please let it stop! I would rather die than endure this torment, she thought. After an endless length of time, three adorable kits lay at her belly. Their eyes were already open.
"What shall we call them?" asked Herbfang gently. Daylight thought for a moment.
"I'll call this one Eaglekit because he has eyes like an eagle," she said, pointing to a brown kit with sharp amber eyes. "This kit will be Fighterkit, because I can just tell he's going to be a fighter like his father," she said, pointing at the biggest kit that had a ginger pelt. "You can name the she-cat," she said, gently stroking the tiny white kit with the tip of her tail. Herbfang thought for a moment.
"She will be called Lightkit, after you, my love," he said, full of love.