Stormfire woke to a sharp pain. The moon was high and the air cool. She waited for the pain to go away but instead it got slowly worse. Stormfire let out a shriek waking her companions.
Quickly Fallowflower sniffed the air then furiously faced Stormfire. "This isn't a funny joke! You-"
Fallowflower seemed to realise what was happening.
"But the kits are too early!" Hazelberry cried.
Stormfire shrieked again. Cloudpelt took off suddenly.
"It's okay," Mousewing meowed.
Looking at him Stormfire saw his ears flattened and fur bushed out to hide the fact that he was shaking. Stormfire might have purred but this felt wrong. Was kitting really meant to hurt this much?
She shrieked as the first kit, a tiny dark ginger tomkit appeared. Suddenly Cloudpelt appeared holding a stick.
"I've seen queens bite down on sticks when they are kitting," Cloudpelt explained.
Stormfire didn't question it. She bit down hard on the stick as she kitted three more kits, a tiny brown tabby tomkit, brown and white tomkit and a silver tabby she-kit.
"They are tiny but they'll live," Hazelberry conceded.
Stormfire purred licking each of them as they suckled at her belly.
"Shall we name them?" Mousewing asked.
Stormfire nodded. "The dark ginger tomkit shall be called Bumblekit,"
Mousewing purred. He looked down at the brown tabby and tilted his head. "I will call this kit Onekit,"
The third kit a brown and white tomkit mewled loudly.
"He shall be called Kestrelkit," Mousewing decided.
The last kit seemed to glance at Stormfire even with closed eyes. "Rainkit," Stormfire decided sensing strength in the tiny kit.
Purring Stormfire fell asleep.
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Warriors The Storm #3 The Cure
FanfikceStormfire, Mousewing, Fallowflower, Cloudpelt and Hazelberry continue their search for a cure for the Great Sickness that ravages their clans at the lake. Their search has sent them looking for Sky, a cat who is known to know the location of the onl...
