"No, I don't know," I murmured. Then out of the hazel bush, Snowpaw emerged, panting for breath.
"Lilyfoot... Kits!" he stammered. I looked at him, then at the other leaders, then all of the Clans and then MoonClan. Then I let my gaze rest on Honeytail. "Honeytail," I said quickly, "Lead this gathering. Lilyfoot is my kit, and I must make sure she's ok. Say no more about the fight, but make it clear that MoonClan is not weak, and that we are strong enough to fight any battle we need to."
Before she could reply, or object that a Clan leader doesn't usually leave gatherings, I ran off. Snowpaw ran beside me, wordlessly. He was probably thinking about when I collapsed, and didn't want to waste my breath.
We finally arrived at camp, and I shouldered my way through the nursery. "...two more, Lilyfoot," I heard Rosefur's gentle mew to her sister. I caught a glimpse of Willowstream looking worriedly at Lilyfoot panting and gasping as a ripple went through her body. Out came a tiny kit - a she-kit, by the looks of it. Rosefur licked her new kin's head and put her beside her little brother. Then Lilyfoot gasped and relaxed again, as another tiny kit came out. She licked them all. "Two toms and a she-cat," Rosefur purred. Only then did I show myself.
"Well done, my precious," I purred quietly.
Lilyfoot looked up, love and compassion in her eyes. "Thank you Duststar - father."
*AWW
Here's the kits' names: Brackenkit - the third born, a handsome golden tom.
Ravenkit - the first born, a brave lil' dude with a black pelt, and a dark grey muzzle, paws and tail-tip.
??? - the second born, a caring little she-cat with a white pelt like her father's.
Suggestions? ^^)
