Chapter 7

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"Runningnose!" I yowled. "I think my kits are being born!" 

Runningnose and Strikestorm rushed over. "Here, take these herbs!" Runnnignose said. I swallowed the herbs and convulsed in pain. 

"Get me a stick!" he yowled to Strikestorm. Strikestorm ran to get a stick. I bit down on it as my kits came out. I lay there panting.

"Here they are," Runningnose said.

There was a pure black tom with amber eyes, a gray and white tom with green eyes, and a light gray she-cat with blue eyes.

"They're beautiful," Strikestorm said.

"Yes, they are," I meowed. "What should we name them?"

"How about Crowkit for this black one?" he asked.

"Sure, and Sharkkit for the gray and white one," I meowed back. "And this gray one can be called Sparrowkit."

"So, now only six moons left until the battle to take Moonpaw back," he meowed.

"Yes, only six. Then my sister will finally be where she belongs."



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