Littlereed purred. "No problem." She meowed, and she looked at the kits before looking back at the queen. "Your lucky you only had three kits, I had to deal with eight."
Littlereed nodded. "I don't have to deal with them now, they're apprentices now, so I can only wish their mentors good luck." The black she-cat commented, then she went to her nest and began to roll it into a ball so she could carry it outside.
Lizardkit gave a squeak of protest as he was moved, but as soon as he felt the warmth her purred, and he heard his mothers voice. He wanted to open his eyes, but he couldn't.
Patchpelt gasped and squeaked happily "Quaint look!" she called the Tom, she thought he would want to see cause he seemed safe enough to show him the kits. She licked the other two eyes.
Silkkits eyes pried open and looked at her "fluffy thingy"