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The rain poured down that one night, so heavy it felt like small bullets. Ghasttear and Withertail ran as fast as they could, and crouched underneath the small cardboard "house" they had. Ghasttear was so anxious about her kitting, especially since she was experiencing it.

Finally.

She said to Withertail, "Are you sure you know what you're doing?" He replied reassuringly, "Yes, my dear. I've been a medicine cat for many moons. I've kitted many others. I promise, you're in good hands."
Ghasttear smiled. She was so lucky to have Withertail as her mate.
After a few slightly painful moments, she gave birth to two kittens. One was a she-kit- and one was a tom-kit. She named the tom-kit Graykit, and the she-kit Dogkit.
"These are wonderful kits." Said Ghasttear. "I'm praying a good life for them will come."
Withertail mentally hopes the same, and they had no idea what luck and hardships would come for the kits.

As well as themselves.

(Sorry that it was so short. Chapter 1 shall come out soon.)

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