A New Day, A New Litter (Birthing Thread) (Bluetalon & Kits)

[Firefly]

It during day hours and Nightstar lay curled up in the nursery pressed against Bluetalon who had been sleeping in the nursery with her the past few days. They where both sound asleep. The both of them knew that the kits would be born any day now. Having become close and falling in love with Bluetalon had been the best thing that happened to her since Black-kit was lost in the storm. They never did find his body, she hoped that whatever had happened to him he was happy now whether it be in Starclan or in a twoleg place. That's what she prayed that he was swept into the twoleg place and found by one and was alive and well today. But Bastet had told her he was dead and at the bottom of the lake and who was she to doubt a God? But she had been blessed with a new love and a new litter. She would never forget Black-kit or her two still living kits from her first litter Patchpaw and Spiderpaw.


Sometime during the middle of the night something woke Nightstar from a dead sleep. She blinked her eyes open blearily and blinked them a few times until everything came into focus. It was still day time probably sometime around sun high. She wondered what woke her up and was about to go back to sleep when a sharp pain stabbed through her causing her to gasp. "The kittens, the kittens are coming." Her belly was use so she figured it must be a huge litter. The pain wasn't constant a couple minutes would pass between them but she knew she was in labor. She remembered this pain from last time but this time it was slower, they weren't coming as fast as her first litter.

Ald

[Ald]

Bluetalon had been finally getting some sleep, but the sliver of poppy seed he'd eaten before was now worn off, and the nightmare had returned. Him walking through the NightClan forest, vision with both eyes, leading several perfect little kits. Mother and Lynx leaping out of the bushes, Mother ravaging his eye and Lynx attacking his kits. This time there was a starry shadowy figure in the background, and Bluetalon tried to cry out for help, but once more the figure disappeared and Bluetalon was crushed to death by the combined force of the two white fluffy she-cats. He awoke with a muffled screech. He glanced at the sky while listening half-awake half-scared to Nightstar, realizing he'd gotten, like, four hours of sleep this time. Good job.

"Wait-- WHAT?!" The tom began to come back to reality. "Uhuh what do we do how does heck ack--" He was already so flustered. Bluetalon took a deep breath and then looked at Nightstar again. "How do I help."

[Firefly]

Nightstar purred softly as Bluetalon woke up confused and maybe a little scared? She took a deep breath as another stab of pain hit her. "Ok you can help by getting some moss and soaking it in water and bringing it to me. And than find a nice thick sturdy stick for me to bite down on as WEELLLLLL," the last word turned into a yowl from the pain. "And please hurry love. I don't think there is much time before they will arrive." The pain was coming faster and with smaller breaks in between. 

A few seconds later the first born kit was born, but it wasn't moving it was so small, and was completely white... and dead. Nightstar began to yowl not from physical pain but from her heart breaking. No, no not again, where they all going to be born dead? She began to sob softly she licked the fur the wrong way and shook it gently trying everything she could to bring it back around. She refused to let it die before it ever got the chance to live.