Birthing in Delruim

[Frostwing :)]

Ember coughed and shook her feet trembled, the kicking in her belly got worse. "Splinter!?!" she mewed franticly searching for her mate. She sank to a sitting position then fell into a laying down position, her sides heaving.

[goldentail]

Splinter had been hunting when he heard Emberheart call out. He raced toward her a dead rabbit dangling from his jaws. He set down the rabbit and ran over to her. "It's ok" he purred reasuringly. He knew what do to now after watching Meer give birth. "Goldenpaw" he whispered.

She appeared. "Ah Splinter found a new lover have you" stated Goldenpaw. Then she set down some herbs to help Emberheart. "Here give these to her." Then she disappeared.

[Frostwing :)]

Ember clenched her teeth swolling the herbs, the apprentice had put down. She coughed and felt a painful kick, a ripple of pain shot through her body like fire. Ember screeched her sides heaving worse, sweat drenched her face and body. Her head span as a kit let its head out.

[goldentail]

((Who is it?))
Splinter licked her soothingly. "It'll be alright" he murmured. He knew that it would be a lot like Meer's birth. He saw a head come out.

[Frostwing :)]

((Its Flamingkit, then Panther then Whirl))

Ember heaved her head span, the kit was mewling, it was a large kit. She pushed and its body came out. Ripples of more pain hit her, the rest of the kit was out. She weakly grasped the red black kit. Splinter she thought.

[goldentail]

((Should I name it))
Splinter started licking the small kit a likness of himself. "Hush my son" he whispered into it's ear. He was a large kit bigger than any of Meer's. It was no wonder Emberheart had had problems with it.

[Frostwing :)]

((sure))

Ember smiled weakly and heaved a spasm hit her, and she hissed her head spinning, she felt like reeling. A black kit's head was coming out he was slightly smaller than his brother. Uh she thought as her eyes betrayed her, their were two of Splinter.

[goldentail]

"You are Flamingkit" he purred to his son. He continued licking the kit while he watched Emberheart. The second kit head was jet black. He knew it would be named Pantherkit. "Keep going Emberheart. You are doing great."

[Frostwing :)]

((lol, you slipped))

Ember shook her head, the 2 images of Splinter were gone, she pushed and his jet black body pushed himself out. The mewling hurt her head, she grabbed the little black kit and licked his fur.

[goldentail]

Splinter had finally dried the red and black kit before her he went over to help Emberheart with the black kit. He knew that one more would probably be coming soon.

[Frostwing :)]

Ember heaved this kit was smaller, and its tail was coming out first. She yelped and turned frantically to grab the kit's tail. She knew if she didn't get it out quick it would die and maybe even kill her too.

[goldentail]

Splinter rushed over to help Emberheart. "Push" he instructed while gently trying to get the kit out as fast as possible. Slowly the kit began to slid forward.

[Burningwing]

Pantherkit squealed frighteningly. His small ebony head swung back and forth uncontrolled, and his tiny tail wriggled in fear. His tiny mewls of terror echoed in the swampy trees that hung over them like a tunnel. His little ears hung, drooping, over his over-sized eyes. His eyelids held shut tight and his face wrinkled as a rush of cold air came over him, en wrapping him with the shimmering air that was condensed with dampness of the watery ponds that filtered through the marshes of Shadowclan territory. His jet black fur stuck in small clumps to his body, which scwermed constantly, trying to find warmth and food. He wiggled his way over to his mother and snuggled close to her body, which radiated with life and heat. Happily, he voiced a loud mew of approval that he had made his way over to her.

[goldentail]

Splinter heard Pantherkit meow happily and went back to helping Emberheart.

[Frostwing :)]

Ember grabbed the kit's tail again and jerked and pushed at the same time. The kits small body trembled. She was a little blue color, her chest beating barely. "Whirlkit" Ember mewed softly. It was over her kitting was done.

[goldentail]

Splinter licked Emberheart's head. "You did it" he whispered as he looked at the three small kits. "Take them to your clan" he whispered to her.

[Frostwing :)]

((Four??)

Ember shakily got up nodded and scooped up her kits, she looked back at Splinter.

[goldentail]

He helped Emberheart to the edge of the border then watched her walk off with his kits. HIS KITS. He felt like screaming it to the world. He felt like laughing in Meer's face.