Gingerheart
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Small russet she-cat with yellow eyes
Gingerheart had
just squeezed her way into the nursery, thinking about her kits being late, when they decided it was time to make an appearance! She let out a loving sigh.
Little troublemakers already. She laid into a nest that didn't smell of any cat and winced at the pain in her flank.
{Going to skip the actual kitting scene}
Finally done. She had done it. There were tears in her eyes as she looked at each of her kits.
Five little ones. She thought, nosing each one to her belly. She looked up to Hawknight, wondering what was going through his mind. Kitting had been difficult for her, and had taken a long time. She wondered where her brother - Squirrelear - was. She looked down again to her kits. The first one, a ginger kit like her but with a white jaw, chest and belly along with black striped legs. She leaned down to him, nosing him softly.
"Your name will be Raykit." She gave him a lick on the head.
Moving on to the next kit, another little tom. He was mostly white, but with black markings on his belly, jaw, chest, and legs. He also had little ginger tabby markings on his back and ginger markings on his face.
"You are Sorrelkit." She nuzzled the little tom. The next kit - her first she-kit - was mostly white with black spots on her back, and the same black markings on her chest, belly, jaw, and legs as her brothers. The difference with her was that she had a ginger nose and a single stripe down her head. She thought of the names her and Hawknight had previously discussed.
"You'll be Lightningkit." She thought the name was fitting hence the ginger stripe.
Two more kits to name. First was the last she-kit. She had white legs, chest, belly, muzzle, and jaw, with a ginger pelt that ended midway along her legs, a darker ginger back, and lighter ginger spots along her flanks and back. She had a longer tabby striped tail. A black stripe came down her forehead.
"Your name is Sunkit."
Finally, her last kit. Her last son. She nosed his flank, gazing at his sandy colored fur with black dots. He had black legs, chest and belly, while his jaw, muzzle and nosebridge were white. He had big black ears and a darker ginger stripe that connected to his white nosebridge.
"Bramblekit. That's a perfect name for you. Welcome, my kits, to WindClan." She purred to her kits before nosing Bramblekit again. He wasn't moving like the others. She listened to his flank. No breathing. She started to panic, and began licking his fur backwards, hoping it would help. She began to tear up. A stillborn kit... Great StarClan, why had you taken her child from her? She shook with grief of her son never being able to be an apprentice or a warrior.