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Lightningstar enters a dark humid den where his mate is birthing."Woodfur" he says smiling and nuzzling her. "How are the kits coming along?"he askes."good" replies the dark brown she cat."I'm expecting three more"she says.So Lightningstar stays with her untill she is finally done birthing. She points her paw to a light brown she cat "Lightkit" she says.Next she points to a dark tan tom "Shroudkit" she says.Then, she points to a black tom and says "Shallowkit:.Finally she points to a small silver tom and says "Silverkit".......

Pureheart slipped into the nursery smiling. "Congradulations" the black she cat purred blinking her icy blue eyes in contentment.She loved the feeling and the smell of the nursery.Warmth, comfort,the smell of milk.All of it made her just want to curl up and spend all of greenleaf within the nursery.Pureheart looked at Silverkit, scensing something unusual about the kit."He's georgous, they all are"Pureheart smiled at all the kits"may starclan lead their paths"

The she cat woke abruptly.Starclan had sent her a message in her dreams."A mistakeful Warriorship will put the forest in disater" they said.She could not understand.Slipping out of the medicine cats den Pureheart was relieved to find that all was calm.She trotted over to the fresh kill pile, whick was low on mice, and selected a plump water vole, her favorite.She cuddled under a big oak tree and began her meal.Her black ears pricked forward to the sound of mewling kits.She recalled that kits had been born to Woodfur the night before, and she remembered the small silver one.She wondered what lie ahead for the small helpless kit, and his littermates....

Silverkit helplessly mewed, painfully trying to open his eyes. He then wriggled to a source of his mother's scent and began to suck on something incredibly soft, a bland liquid entering his mouth. He had no choice but to drink this liquid if he wanted to survive.