Chapter 11

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Ravenstars POV

I lied there in pain, my teeth grinding on the stick. I heard the thunder crackle and boom and see lightning strike. Dark clouds loomed over my den and rain pounded on the top of my den. Runningstream sit beside me, helping me. Runningstream pushes on my stomach and then licks a little ball of fur.

"One more!" Runningstream meows. I find one last ball of strength and push the last kit out.

"A she-kit! Congratulations, Ravenstar you have two beautiful she-kits!" Runningstream purred and smiled.

"Now let's let her rest. She must be very tired." Runningstream meows and leaves my den.

Newtfang walked in a smiled at the sight.

"Two females," I meowed, trying to lift my head, but I was too weak.

"They're beautiful," He smiled, "Have you thought of names?"

"Not much, no," I meow.

"Well, I like Ebonykit," He mews.

"I love it," I smile, "Just let me think for a bit."

He nods, then leaves my den.

'Well maybe Squirrelkit or Mousekit...'

'What are you babbling about?'

'Who was that?' I ask.

'Who else? Foxstar,'

'Oh, names for my kits,'

'OH MY GOD YOU HAD YOUR KITS?!'

'OH MY GOD SHE HAD HER KITS!'

'OH MY GOSH!' ARE YOU DEAD?'

'AHHHHHHHHH SHE HAD HER KITS!'

'Oh my gosh guys you knew I was pregnant and of course I'm not dead, Rosestar.'

'Oh my god,' Foxstar whispers.

'What now?' I ask.

'YOU HAD YOUR KITS!'

'OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH,'

'Would you guys stop please!"

'Okay okay I'm sorry,'

'Ya me too,'

'Yup,' me three

'Ya, me four,"

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'You guys are crazy,'

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