"Are you okay, Dovestream?" Dovestream looked at Feathersong, whose three kits
were playing in the corner.
"I'm fine, I just really need some sleep." Dovestream looked at her paws
"Are you sure?" Feathersong asked gently. "You seem... out of it."
Dovestream yawned. "I am, I guess. It's part of having kits, I suppose."
"That's true," Feathersong purred. Dovestream blinked quietly and curled up, drifting
off into sleep.
Dovestream woke to find the three kits staring at her with wide, excited eyes. "Hi Dovestream, can we play?" the light brown tabby called.
The gray and brown kit pushed the tabby out of the way. "We've been practicing!" He called. They both crouched down, stalking clumsily toward a leaf, only to collide in mid-leap and crash to the ground. Quick as lighting, the little brown tabby shoved the other away and grabbed the leaf, trotting over to Dovestream.
"Aren't we good?" She asked proudly as the gray and brown kit ran in circles around them, trying to retrieve the leaf. Dovestream lifted her head and looked to the shadows. The kit that usually stayed away was walking timidly towards her.
"Have you two forgotten the real reason we called her here?" the kit was dark, black actually. The kits were looking at their paws while the dark cat talked to them. "Listen Dovestream, there isn't much time left; this will be the last dream you will have of us."
"What? Why?" It had always been nice to see the little kits in her dreams. It sort of reminded her of the way she'd played with Gingerkit, Littlekit, Oakkit, and Ravenkit back in the nursery. "Why can't I see you anymore? Who are you?"
The black kit blinked up, and Dovestream realized how wise this kit was. "Think about it. You've been having these dreams since you found out you were expecting kits. I look like your brother. One of us looks like Rainfur. Think about it."
Dovestream blinked. "Are you... my kits? But you're not even born yet!"
The black kit nodded. "Just listen."
"We need to talk to you and were the only ones that know. Don't tell anyone
until you reach the stars. Tell Coldstar then." The dark kit said.
"Mommy, you're going to die." The leaf kit said sadly.
"We knew we wouldn't be able to play with you ever, so we did now." The
running kit said blinking.
"We won't remember you, or the times we spent with you until we reach the
stars." the black cat paused and breathed deeply. "Kin will turn on kin and
daybreak will not seem to come. Night songs will be the only way to save the
sun. Make sure to tell that to Coldstar."
"We love you, mommy!" The three kits purred as they started to fade.
"Wait! Don't go!" Dovestream opened her eyes and felt tears on her face and
heard gasping sounds coming from her own mouth.
"Dovestream, sweetie, it'll be ok. Tell me what's wrong." She looked up and
saw Momma, Kitty and Feathersong all standing over her. "Please, just get
Rainfur and Ravenfall." Feathersong nodded and ran over to find them. Rainfur
ran in and pressed his pelt to his beloved mates. Ravenfall followed in more
calm, but his eyes hinted the tiniest bit of worry.
"Are you ok, love?" Rainfur asked as he pressed his fur against hers. "If
there is anything wrong, please tell me!"
"I'm fine, I just needed your company," While I can still have it. "I'm fine.
Honestly. Love, do you think you could go fetch me some fresh kill?"
"Of course! Anything!" Rainfur ran out of the den and went to the fresh kill
pile, all the way on the other side of the camp.
"Ravenfall, it's urgent. I need to talk to you."
"What is it?"
"I had a dream, and it said I was going to die soon after I bear my kits."
"What? You sure?" Ravenfall's eyes were wide in shock. "I mean, you're
expecting, it's normal to have crazy dreams and-"
"It came from them, my kits. Brother, when I die, don't forget me, please."
She felt her eyes filling with tears but didn't care. "I'm sorry." They then
heard rustling outside the den. Rainfur popped his head in with the biggest
rabbit Dovestream had ever seen. "Come on, we can all share that." The
siblings got on either side of the rabbit and started eating it, crunching
through its bones and enjoying the warm blood rolling over their tongues.
Rainfur simply nibbled at it, making sure his mate had enough to eat, and he
didn't fancy rabbit as much.
"I'm sorry guys, I need to go, I told Nightpelt I would go on a patrol."
Ravenfall rose to his paws and flicked his sister's ear affectionately with
his tail. He glanced over his shoulder one last time, his eyes filled with
sadness and sorrow. Dovestream looked at him one last time and turned her
attention to her mate.
"I love you." Dovestream said sincerely, knowing this could be the last time
she talked to him like this.
"I love you too." He pressed his pelt against hers and purred.
"I was thinking about some names for ours kits, how about Leafkit?"
"That's a good name, but how do you know one of our kits could pull off that
name?"
"I just know. What if we name another one Runningkit?"
"That's a nice name; we'll name the most agile one that."
"The last name I thought of is Darkkit. I think that would be a good name."
"If we have a kit with a dark pelt we will name them that." The two cats laid
there, tails intertwined, for what could have been a couple of heartbeats or
could've been seasons.
"Everyone! Get inside!" Dovestream looked up and saw Kitty who looked
worried. "Were under attack, rouges."
"What?" Rainfur shot up to his paws while Dovestream tried to get up. As
soon as she got up she collapsed, pain shooting through her. "The kits are coming!"