Screw cool topic names.

Singethorn padded drowsily out of the nursery over to the fresh-kill pile and dragged a vole back into the nursery. She nibbled on it a bit at a time, when she felt a sharp pain in... that place. "Silentherb!" she yowled loudly.

Sparrowflight flicked her ear, being the closest nearby. "Singethorn?" she yowled, rushing to her niece. "Are you alright?"

She was breathing heavily. "I believe i'm s-starting my kitting. Get Silentherb!" she gasped.

"NO >:C I'M TO OLD TO BE SISTER TO A GRANDMA. A- Alright..." she nodded nervously and rushed over the the medicine cat den. "S- Silentherb?! Come outside, hurry! Singethorn is having her kits!"

Silentherb came raising from her den, herbs in her mouth. "Why couldn't you just have your kits without making a topic like everyone else? Hold on!" She raced to her sister's side, and dropped the herbs, before giving her sister a quick sniff. Quickly she turned to Sparrowflight, "Get a stick for her to hold in her mouth!" She turned back to her sister, and placed her paw on her belly, "When I say push I want you to push!"

Badgerfang came limping from her den, letting out a gasp as she stared her daughters. She quickly limped over to them, her eyes widen. "What's going on?"

Silentherb flicked her ear at her mother, not glancing her way. "Singethorn is having kits."

Badgerfang looked at Singethorn, her only daughter that could have kits as Silentherb was forbidden to have them. "Don't worry, Singethorn, everything is going to be fine."

OOC: I just realized. You failed hard at trying to spell my name in your siggy thing. ;-;

Singethorn was there, just like, derping, while she was biting on a stick.

Welp, actually a lot of people do this, Badge. ;u; Since the stick just happened to magically appear in Singethorn's jaws, Sparrowflight took a few steps back, uncomfortable in the whole situation.

Silentherb gazed at her sister, before nodding. "Push!"
Occ: I meant that since I became in MCA/MC and stuff, nobody did a birth topic, and this is my first one with Silent.

OOC: Who cares.

Singethorn pushed, pushing a little ball of slime and kit out of her womb.


OOC: Btw, she only has one kit.

Silentherb leaned over to the kit and picked it up, and started to lick it's fur the wrong way before it was all dry and placed it at Singethorn's belly.

Singethorn was there, still breathing heavily, while she looked down at the cream-colored kit suckling. "Aww.." she meowed, as the kit was cute, like all kits. "Thank you, Silentherb."

Silentherb nodded as she looked at her sister's kit, and turned and padded back to her den.

Badgerfang let out a small smile as she looked at her grand-daughter. She let out a small huff as she looked at the kit, she didn't feel old, but here it was, a grand-daughter. Badgerfang smiled as she learned down next to the small cream colored kit, licking the top of her head. "What are you going to name it, Singethorn?"

Singethorn sat there still, deep in thought, as she was already thinking of a name. "Creamkit." she mewed.

Badgerfang let out a small purr as she gazed at the small Creamkit. "That's a very good name."

"Well, it's definately appropriate." she giggled, and licked back a tuft of fur sticking up on Creamkit's head. Creamkit mewled, and Singethorn smiled.