Lizardstripe woke up in the nursery, sat up and started to lick herself clean from all the moss. Then she realized that Pantherkit and Rainkit were gone. She wasn't surprised, she was always a vicious cat since she was a kit. She would do anything to get at somebody. LizardStripe walked out of the nursery. She saw the patrols getting ready to go check the border. Then, behind her was her sister, Tawnyfur. Lizardstripe greeted her pregnant sister with a flick of her tail. Tawnyfur began to meow with pain as spasms went through her belly. But Lizardstripe just walked away. She was always jealous of her sister, and her mate, Brownfur.
Tawnyfur sat down on the grassy floor ad begun to act like she was about to die. "Lizardstripe!" She called. "Fetch NettleWhisker! Now!" Lizardstripe panicked, this can't happen now! Her sister was so young! But Lizardstripe cared for her sister, she rushed to NettleWhiskers' den. "NettleWhisker!" She called
"Yes?" The kind medicene cat asked what Lizardstripe was so panicky about.
"Tawnyfur is about to have her kits!"
Nettlewhisker litteraly flipped around with huge eyes. He grabbed his supplies and squeezed out of his den. By the time they got to the clearing, everyone was gathering around Tawnyfur, it was very hard to get to her. Lizardstripe squeezed in right beside Tawnyfur. Tawnyfur was now yowling with pain. Brownfur was staring at her with pride in his dark eyes. Tawnyfur begun to push and one brown kit plopped out onto the moss.
"Moontail, this is gross!" One of Moontail's kits called out. "Hush!" Moontail scolded.
Tawnyfur begun to pant hard. Nettlewhisker bit at the sack that carried the little kit. The brown kit begun to breath. "Lizardstripe, I need some help." Lizardstripe nodded to Nettlewhisker and began to lap at the scrap of fur and plopped him next to her sisters belly.
NettleWhisker put his paw on the Tawnyfur's flank. "One more kit." Tawnyfur screeched another yowl of pain then a dark, dark brown kit with amber eyes popped out onto the moss. Lizardstripe opened the sack and began to lap at the small kit then plopped the she-cat beside her mother belly. Tawnyfur shook her head and she fell asleep. "Tawnyfur?" Lizardstripe gasped."Tawnyfur!"
Tawnyfur sat down on the grassy floor ad begun to act like she was about to die. "Lizardstripe!" She called. "Fetch NettleWhisker! Now!" Lizardstripe panicked, this can't happen now! Her sister was so young! But Lizardstripe cared for her sister, she rushed to NettleWhiskers' den. "NettleWhisker!" She called
"Yes?" The kind medicene cat asked what Lizardstripe was so panicky about.
"Tawnyfur is about to have her kits!"
Nettlewhisker litteraly flipped around with huge eyes. He grabbed his supplies and squeezed out of his den. By the time they got to the clearing, everyone was gathering around Tawnyfur, it was very hard to get to her. Lizardstripe squeezed in right beside Tawnyfur. Tawnyfur was now yowling with pain. Brownfur was staring at her with pride in his dark eyes. Tawnyfur begun to push and one brown kit plopped out onto the moss.
"Moontail, this is gross!" One of Moontail's kits called out. "Hush!" Moontail scolded.
Tawnyfur begun to pant hard. Nettlewhisker bit at the sack that carried the little kit. The brown kit begun to breath. "Lizardstripe, I need some help." Lizardstripe nodded to Nettlewhisker and began to lap at the scrap of fur and plopped him next to her sisters belly.
NettleWhisker put his paw on the Tawnyfur's flank. "One more kit." Tawnyfur screeched another yowl of pain then a dark, dark brown kit with amber eyes popped out onto the moss. Lizardstripe opened the sack and began to lap at the small kit then plopped the she-cat beside her mother belly. Tawnyfur shook her head and she fell asleep. "Tawnyfur?" Lizardstripe gasped."Tawnyfur!"
