Everything was calm. At least, outside of the camp. A blood-curdling yowl sounded from the medicine den. A pale ginger she-cat with dark blodges layed, shivering, unbearable pain running through her body. A tortoiseshell she-cat crouched down next to her, whispering comforting words to her ear.
Finally, the kit comes out. The tortoiseshell she-cat started licking the small kit, but her eyes wandered back to the mother. Then, something caught her eye that made her freeze. Blood. The tortoiseshell quickly jumped up, looking carefully. It was true, the queen was losing blood.
"Spotheart, hang on!" The medicine cat whispered, her voice shaking in unease. After trying everything to save the she-cat, there was nothing she could do. The medicine cat didn't breath. Soon hearing a tiny mew, the tortoiseshell stared at the kit. Then back at the soon-to-be-dead queen. She slowly raises up and shakily pads to the outside of the den.
A grey tom stood at the entrance of the den. The medicine cat meets him with a lowered gazed.
"How is Spotheart, Spottedleaf?" The tom's head tilted to one side. Spottedleaf looked up at the tom. "She . . . she . . . y-you should just see her." The tom followed Spottedleaf into the den.
The tom's eyes widened in shock. He crouched down at the Spotheart. "No . . . Spotheart, please don't leave me!" Spotheart slowly looked at her mate. She soon smiled weakly.
"I'm so sorry . . . but now . . . my travel to StarClan will begin, Crowtail." Spotheart strained with every last piece of energy she had, and touched her nose with Crowtail's. "Goodbye, my love. Take care of Ninekit for m—" Spotheart couldn't continue, her breathing came to a halt. Her body gave a big jerk, and her body went limp, her head thumping on the ground.
"Spotheart, no. Please, no! Don't leave me! Spotheart!" Crowtail raised his head and let out a wail. While doing so, Spottedleaf crouched down and took the kit by the scruff, and walked out of the den.
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Ninekit belongs to me
Spotheart belongs to me
Crowtail belongs to me
Spottedleaf belongs to Erin Hunter
Picture belongs to me
Warriors belongs to Erin Hunter
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Ninestar's Prophecy (NO LONGER UPDATING)
AdventureDanger's from all corners are growing, making ThunderClan, RiverClan, ShadowClan, WindClan restless. Will Ninetail be able to get the the moonstone and back before her kits are born? (Cover art belongs to me) I may not be continuing this. Probably...
