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| - "Hey, Skycloud, are you there?" A pitch-black tom emerged in the moonlight, pelt turned silver by its glare. A blue-gray she-cat with white patches padded out from the other end, belly very swollen with kits. "Yes... Nightshade, I'm... here..." The blue-gray she-cat collapsed onto the ground. "Fetch me... a stick..." she gasped. "I... think I'm kit...ting...." Her words broke off in a yowl. The dark-pelted cat, Nightshade, padded away for a moment. He came back with a skinny, yet sturdy stick. Placing it into the she-cat's mouth, he shuddered. Skycloud groaned in pain as a reply.
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| - "Hey, Skycloud, are you there?" A pitch-black tom emerged in the moonlight, pelt turned silver by its glare. A blue-gray she-cat with white patches padded out from the other end, belly very swollen with kits. "Yes... Nightshade, I'm... here..." The blue-gray she-cat collapsed onto the ground. "Fetch me... a stick..." she gasped. "I... think I'm kit...ting...." Her words broke off in a yowl. The dark-pelted cat, Nightshade, padded away for a moment. He came back with a skinny, yet sturdy stick. Placing it into the she-cat's mouth, he shuddered. "Our kits will be okay," he meowed, licking her head. "They'll be okay." Skycloud groaned in pain as a reply. "Everything will be over soon," Nightshade assured her. Skycloud panted, biting on the stick. A shape came out. Nightshade licked it worriedly. "Any more?" he asked between licks. "No," the blue-gray cat replied. She looked at her kit, with not a trace of love in her eyes, just hatred. The she-cat hated her kit from the start, it just looked... ugly, in her world. "It's a she-kit, I think," Nightshade mewed. "Do you want to name her?" "You name her," Skycloud snarled angrily. "Okay..." Nightshade replied weakly, licking the young kit's head. She was half-black, and half-white. Skycloud laid down on her side reluctantly, so the kit could feed. It mewled, then scuttled over. "Welcome, Halfkit," Nightshade purred under his breath. "Don't you dare show favor!" Skycloud hissed. "Okay..." Nightshade muttered. However, Nightshade knew that he would love her, even when Skycloud would take her back to ShadowClan when she was fit to travel. Nightshade had to head back to ThunderClan, his own Clan, before his Clanmates suspected him of anything suspicious. "Goodbye, Skycloud," Nightshade whispered, as he padded away. Skycloud nodded coldly as he left. When her kit had finished feeding, she grabbed the kit by its scruff, and then padded away. Meanwhile, a dark tabby tom had watched the pair, hatred flaring in his amber eyes. "I will hate that kit forever," he vowed under his breath. "I will hate her - and treat her like fox-dung, like she deserves, because of her half-Clan origins." Running away, the dark tabby picked up speed. He wanted to be back at camp when the kit arrived. Then, the pleasure, the pleasure of knowing something no-one else knew about - woukld be in his thrall. I can't wait, he thought. I can't wait.
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