Pain was rushing through Honeyshade's body. She couldn't stop. She clenched her jaws as she, heard her mate yowling for help. The pain, it was too much to bear. She let out an ear-splitting scream.

         "Comfreyheart! Comfreyheart! Come quick, Honeyshade is kitting!" yelled Yellowhisker. 

         "Already? They're not due until another half moon!" Comfreyheart replied.

         Yellowhisker snapped back, "I don't care, they are coming now!"

         "I'm getting my supplies, keep her steady!" said the medicine cat in distress.

          The medicine cat rushed from her den to the nursery. Honeyshade was wailing in distress, hoping thats the kits would come soon. This was Comfreyheart's first kit by herself. Her mentor was with her before, but Silverfern passed away just a moon ago.Comfreyheart was lost in her own panic filled world, while Yellowwhisker was pacing outside the nursery. Then, Honeyshade yowled at the top of her lungs. The queen lay struggling on large bed of moss in the nursery.      

         Yellowwhisker barged in unable to wait outside while his mate was in pain. In a distressed tone he cried, "Do something!! How can you call yourself a medicine cat when you can't even deliver kits!"

         This seemed to snap Comfreyheart out of panic. The medicine cat urged Honeyshade to swallow some thyme. The herb seemed to calm the distressed queen a bit, but the pain continued. Birchpelt, the other queen, came with a stick for Honeyshade to bite on.

          With another scream, the first kit was coming out. Birchpelt started licking the kit to get its breath going. The medicine cat felt Honeyshade's belly, Two or three more, she thought. The second kit came out just fine, and Yellowwhisker started licking it. Honeyshade started wailing louder and louder. She bit down on the stick, and Comfreyheart could her the twig splinter. She pressed on the queen's belly, but the third kit wouldn't come out. Honeyshade screamed, crunching the stick even harder, as the third kit finally came out. After Comfreyheart licked it, the tiny she-cat began squirming towards her mother's belly and started pushing her siblings away.  

         Birchpelt mewed, "That one sure is a fighter from the start!"

         The medicine cat shushed the others, "The battle's not over yet. There is still one more kit."

         Comfreyheart began guiding the final kit out. It came out quite easily, too easily. Unlike its siblings, the tiny tom wouldn't make a sound. Comfreyheart furiously licked him, but he wouldn't scream, squirm, or breathe. He was born dead. Grief pricked the medicine cat. Bringing life into the world was the best part of being a medicine cat, but seeing it go was the worst.

         Comfreyheart let the queen feed her kits, and led Yellowhisker outside the nursery. How would she tell the new father? He was a fierce tom, and wouldn't take the news too kindly.

         "I'm sorry to announce this, Yellowhisker, but one of your kits is in Starclan," the medicine cat managed to whimper out. 

         The tom growled in rage, "You monster! How could you let my kit die! And you call yourself a medicine cat!!"

         By now, the entire camp knew about Honeyshade's kits, and slowly they were gathering around to see them. Puddlestar saw the argument, and began padding towards the two cats.

         The fair leader gently convinced, "Life and death happen for a reason, Yellowwhisker. Comfreyheart did the best she could, and kept three of your kits alive. Instead of focusing on your kit in Starclan, focus on the ones that are living. Go, and visit them, I'm sure Honeyshade would love to see you.They need you more now, your deceased kit will be waiting for you in Starclan."

         The leader tried to keep a steady tone, but Comfreyheart could see the pain in her eyes. Death is always a hard thing, especially one of a kits'.

         Now that all the drama was over, Comfreyheart relaxed and started padding over to her den. She went to get borage for the the queen. She grabbed the green leaves of the herb in her jaws and headed back towards the nursery. Comfreyheart could hear Honeyshade and Yellowwhisker discussing names. The medicine cat was glad to hear Honeyshade full of joy again. The scent of grief was still clinging to her but it felt better to know that the queen wasn't in pain anymore.

          Honeyshade proposed quietly, "What about Creamkit for this little she-cat. She has a tan pelt just like me. And, maybe, Salmonkit for this tom? He has long legs, great for fishing. He also looks like a perfect replica of your mother!" Yellowwhisker gritted his teeth at his mate's final comment.

         "I love them!" he said with a gentle tone,  "For this fighter, how about Shadekit. She has grey spots on her pelt just like you." he mewed pointing towards the she-cat's unusual grey markings.

         "These little kits had a hard birth, but I know that they will have a great future. They have two loving parents, and a whole clan to support them. Leaf-bare is ending and New-leaf is arriving.  Prey will be coming out of its' burrows soon, and they will began apprenticeship at the ending of Green-leaf. The river protects them when they are kits, and they will protect the river as warriors," murmured the medicine cat.

         The medicine cat's thought were disturbed by an ominous voice that seemed to carry a warning, A cloud of hope will rise.  Comfreyheart's breathing seemed to stop for a moment, as she took in the words. Is this a prophecy? If so, why is it revealing itself now? Her gaze flitted towards the new kits. She pushed it out her thoughts, trying to enjoy the occasion. But, the words seemed to have a dark touch to them, that Comfreyheart couldn't seem to shake off.

     Hello everyone, this is my first time writing a book on wattpad so don't judge me. Though I would like some constructive criticism. I will update once or twice a week.Also the herbs used in this chapter were thyme and borage leaves. Thyme is for shock, and borage leaves are for mother's milk to come. Also, who do you think the main character will be, comment down below! The picture is Flowerheart.