Lilystar's Destiny p. 3

Lilykit's heart pulsed hard in her chest to the point were she was sure all the forest could hear it. I shouldn't be out here...This is so against the rules!! She knew it was wrong. Knew that at this moment Wildstar could be furiously looking for her. Then again, maybe they just thought she was hiding from Fishkit? Maybe no one even noticed she had left? Swanfeather and Reedwhisker had been very busy lately now that the kits had gotten older. The kits' parents had resumed patrols and training as usual. I'll just stay out for a bit... no one will ever know. 

Lilystar's Destiny p. 2

"Rrrrrooow." Lilykit yawned as she stretched, her back going into a low arch. Fishkit was licking her white spotted pelt with brisk licks. Raising a paw to groom her own calico fur, she noticed a ugly green bug hoping across the Nursery floor. Lilykit's eyes narrowed playfully and she glanced up at Fishkit who hadn't noticed it yet. Amber eyes locked on target, she jumped forward swatting the hoping bug at Fishkit. Lilykit's sister let out a squeal as it landed spot on her nose. "Get it off o' me!" Lilykit rolled over laughing hard as her sister flailed around in a tumble of black and white fur.

Lilystar's Destiny

Swanfeather panted hard, laying on her side. Belly swollen to large for her to walk, she had been stuck in the nursery for the past quarter moon. She let out soft growls as pain coursed through her stomach. She lifted her head, craning her neck to nose her belly fur. She let her had fall again when she felt that her stomach was as hard as a rock. "Hey Swanfeather I.." Reedwhisker, Swanfeather's mate, walked into the den carrying a fish. He dropped it when he noticed her position and the heavy breathing. "Swanfeather, are you?..Um Is it?" Being a tom, this was awkward for him, so Swanfeather answered for him. "Yes, dear its time. Would you.." She paused, closing her eyes tight as a spasm of pain swept over her. "Fetch Mintfur." She muttered through clenched teeth. The dusky brown tom nodded breifly, "Don't worry, be back in a flash!" Forgetting about the fish, Reedwhisker dashed out of the den his white tail tip vanishing lastly. Oh please hurry... Swanfeather unsheathe her claws, tearing up the moss around her as the cramps grew to much to bare. She let out a quiet hiss, and closed her blue eyes again. That moment Mintfur's soft paw steps rustled the bracken. "Swanfeather? You've got to stay calm dear." The blue gray she-cat's mew sounded in the Queens ears. "It..Hurts." She muttered painfully. Mintfur nodded briskly, "Yes, I'm sure it does. This will all be over soon." The Medicine Cat reassured the white she-cat. Reedwhisker's nose poked in the den as he was about to enter, but Mintfur stopped him. "This is something you wont want to see Reedwhisker." He opened his mouth to protest, but one glance at Swanfeather told him to go.

It seemed like forever before the kits came. Swanfeather gasped and panted as the pain grew, then faded with each kit. The first one was a skinny black and white she-cat. Her eyes and ears closed tight, the tiny bundle squirmed its way to Swanfeather. She gently licked it toward one of her suckles, then fell back as more pain coursed through her. Pain. A long wait. Then finally the second one came. Swanfeather let out a sigh of relief as the pain ebbed away. "That was the last one. Nice job. Two she-kits and healthy ones too." Mintfur mewed happily. The white Queen leaned forward to lick her second kit, beaming proudly. It was a pale calico, and very strong. Swanfeather lead it to her belly with gentle pushes, but her sister kicked and squawked in anger. "You have to share the milk, my dear." She murmured softly to the black and white kit, who with reluctance obliged. The two tiny she-kits suckled hungrily, their tiny hearts pulsing in Swanfeather's ears. "I'll fetch Reedwhisker. He's been pacing outside the den the whole time." Mintfur mewed, slightly irritated. As the blue gray she-cat vanished, Reedwhisker dashed in. "Are you okay? How many? What gender?" He questioned between licks as he greeted his mate. "I'm fine, they're fine. Two she-kits." She purred, her ears pricked happily. "What should we name them? I always wanted a daughter named Lilykit." Swanfeather smiled at her mate, "Okay, the calico will be Lilykit. The black and white.." She paused thinking. The way the small kit wriggled reminded her of a fish. "Fishkit." Reedwhisker's purr was so loud, he couldn't speak any more. "Lilykit, Fishkit my dears. You'll make fine Warriors." Swanfeather whispered touching each kit gently. Yes great Warriors. Rainclan will respect you and look up to you for advice. I just know it. 

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