"Oh, make them shut up!" Viperfang's demand sounded across the clearing.

"They're kits!" Coldeyes shrieked back before storming out the nursery. "Limptail, your kits have been born!"

The cream tom just rolled his eyes as he grabbed a thrush and went to eat alone. Coldeyes let out a hiss of frustration as he looked around. "Mousepelt, Ravenclaw!" he called out to the two who tried ignoring the medicine cat and queen's fight, but flinched as their names were called. "You two like kits right? Give these kits the care they need!" he flicked his tail as he heard more mewling and yowls and went back in to the nursery. Mousepelt and Ravenclaw both let out a low groan, neither wanted to see those poor unfortunate kits.

When they walked in, Viperfang looked away from her kits snobbly. One was a golden she-kit with cream colored paws, legs, and tail. The other was cream colored she-kit with a white under belly. The last was a white tom with a grey spot over one eye. Mousepelt suddenly felt a cold chill run down her spine as the kit opened its eyes to reveal they were blood shot red. When the other two opened their eyes they were perfectly green. the golden one's eyes were darker than the others, with a hint of dark blue in them.

"She won't name them!" Coldeyes snarled, snapping Mousepelt out of her thoughts. "She refuses to give these poor things names!"

"If she won't name them, then we will!" Mousepelt spat, narrowing her blue eyes at Viperfang. "You first Coldeyes!"

The medicine cat swallowed before looking down to the golden and cream she-kit, who looked back at him, tumbling over as she looked up at how tall he was. "Docilekit... You're Docilekit!" Coldeyes exclaimed, pointing his paw at her.

"Docilekit!" the little kit squeaked, getting up again. "I'm Docilekit! Docilekit!" Docilekit bounced around happily.

"Me next!" the cream and white she-kit giggled. "Me next! What my name?"

Mousepelt looked to Ravenclaw for the excited kit's name. The black warrior took a moment to think before looking back at the kit. "Sirenkit." he put simply.

"Sirenkit! Sirenkit!" Sirenkit joined her sister in chanting their names.

"What about this one?" Coldeyes asked, pushing the white tom away with his paw when the kit played with the medicine cat's tail.

"Spotkit." Mousepelt answered.

"Don't like that name!" Spotkit made a face.

"Too bad!" Viperfang spat. "That's your name! And for StarClan's sake use proper speaking!"

"Are there any toms?" Stripekit asked poking his head in. "They've already opened their eyes?" the tom's green eyes widened in shock.

"Older kit! Older kit!" Sirenkit and Docilekit mewed happily jumping around the the grey and golden kit.

"If you like older cats, you need to meet the rest of the Clan!" Stripekit purred. "Come with me and I'll show you the rest of the Clan!"

Sirenkit and Docilekit both cheered as they started following the older kit. "Come on Spotkit!" Sirenkit squeaked to her brother. The tom let out a low growl before following his sisters.

"Those poor things..." Mousepelt sighed, stepping out the nursery with Coldeyes and Ravenclaw. "They're never going to have the true love of a mother..."

"I wish the best of luck to the..." Coldeyes's tail drooped. "Oh, StarClan help these kits, they need your guidance." her then made his way to his den, leaving Mousepelt and Ravenclaw to watch the kits run around.

"Don't worry," Ravenclaw whispered, licking Mousepelt's ear, "when we finally have kits, I'll make sure I'm there to name them with you." Mousepelt pressed herself up to the black tom's shoulder with a purr. She opened one eye to look over at Spotkit, who seemed too rough playing with Sirenkit, but she playfully pushed her brother off and ran off laughing. Mousepelt was never going to blame the poor kit for accidently harming a Clanmate. It would be Limptail and Viperfang's fault for never giving them the love they needed.