[Beaan]

Originally Posted by Leafspeaker

~~Leopardfang~~

{ Tw: blood }

Leopardfang opened her eyes and saw the kits. She tried to lick them to help them breathe but shot her head up as another spasm gripped her belly, and she bit into the stick, almost breaking it in half as the third kit came out; a splitting image of Sharpfang. More blood came out with the kit, and the she-cat felt faint. One more kit was coming. She could feel it...

Sharpfang

As the last kit slipped out, he looked at his mate. "5 kits, all healthy!" he purred. As he looked at his last kit, he saw that it was white, unlike its littermates, which were mixed of Leopardfang and Sharpfang's coats. "Two toms and three she-kits"