Nightclouds Heartache

Prologue

The moon shone brightly over the silent night. All was quiet until a yowling broke out.
"Oh it hurts!" Breezeheart wailed.
"Then why did you want to have kits?!" Clearwind demanded. Breezeheart tried to reply but nothing came out. She gasped for breath, feeling as if she was choking.
"Clearwind go get her stick!" Hawkheart ordered.
"Anything to stop her yowling." Clearwind murmured darkly. As Clearwind went out to gather the sticks Breezeheart tried to hold her tongue until he came back with a stick. While she was waiting cats of Windclan emerged out of their nests to see what was going on. I hope I didn't wake every cat, Breezeheart thought guiltily. As Clearwind approached he started yowling at cats to get out of his way. Breezeheart looked up at her mate lovingly, wanting to see the same look reflected in his. Clearwind spat the stick in front of her.
"I'm going to try to get some sleep!" He declared as he stalked away. She was about to ask Clearwind to come back but was interrupted by a delighted mew by Hawkheart.
"They're coming!" Breezeheart's eyes brightened. She turned her head to see if Clearwind was coming back, but dropped her tail, disappointed, when he didn't. Fine, she thought, he won't be the first to meet the best kits in Windclan!
"How many are there?!" Ashfoot asked from the back of the crowd.
"Hmm, it only feels like one." Hawkheart answered, "Here it is and it's a girl!" He declared.
Breezeheart curled her tail around the small black she-cat and gazed at her lovingly.
"She's perfect!" Breezeheart purred.
"Yes, she is," said Tallstar, who had just approached, "She's beautiful like the night sky. What are you going to name her?"
"Nightkit." Breezeheart declared.