Troutkit was sitting outside of the nursery, trying to keep still. His mother had told him to stay outside for the kitting. She was inside helping Redbreeze kit. He desperately wanted to be in there to see, but Robinwhisker had insisted that Brookwhisper and Sandfeather needed some space. A small whimper sounded from inside the nursery, and Troutpaw jumped up, peering into the darkness to see what was going on. "Hey, kit." The small gray tom whirled around. "Hi, Rainsplash!" He squealed, purring slightly, "Is Redbreeze going to be okay?" "Or two." Riverpelt agreed. "Hey!" "Stay. Here." He ordered.