Hollyheart's Story: Three Kits

"Silentsong! Quick! Sparklefur is kitting right now!" Silentsong turned around. "Where is she?" Silentsong asked. "She's at the DuskClan border, near the Vole River. Hurry up!" The apprentice, Russetpaw, said and Silentsong followed her. The two reached the Vole River, and Silentsong saw the she-cat lying on the soft sand, while a little head came out. Her mate, Squirreltail, sattled down next her, licking her belly. "There you are." Squirreltail said calm. "Help, please! I'm dying here!" Sparklefur yelled, pushing the kit out. "It's going well, keep pushing!" Silentsong said and licked the kit. The kit started to mew and smelled the milk. He started mewing harder, and Silentsong layed down the kit. "It's a tom." Silentsong said, and Squirreltail gave a quick lick over the body of the reddish-brown kit. "There's the second one! Push, okay, push!" Silentsong looked at the proud father. "Carefull, if she pushes too hard, it can cost her life! Let me." And the second kit came out. It was a silver spotted tabby she-cat. "Well done! A she-cat!" Silentsong said, and just when she layed the kit down, the last one came out. "There's the last one! Another she-cat! Come on, we'll bring you to the nursery."