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Hello! I'm looking for name suggestions for my new kit. Their gray-furred, with a dark brown patch on shoulder and dark brown eyes
(This is one of the avatars from the game.

Bramble listened, her brown fur bristling, until Lilac's mate, Cherry, shouldered his way into the box-nest.

"Hey, Bramble, hey, Gorgeous-"

He cut off in shock, trembling in front of her dead body. Lilac's gray-and-white fur was matted with blood, her green eyes glazed. Bramble slowly made her way to Cherry's side.
"She...she died giving birth to these three."
Cherry cast a glance over the one still body and the two squirming ones. His eyes flared.Bramble felt uneasy. "Er...Cherry?" She queried quietly.
Cherry was trembling with grief. "I..loved her."
Bramble's eyes misted with tears. "I know. But these kits are reminders of your mate. Treasure them, and take care of them like you would do if Lilac were still here. She would want you to do this. Please, Cherry. Take them with you."

As soon as Bramble stopped thinking, she looked in alarm as the kit began to..glow. Starlight glimmered on her whiskers and paws, and her tightly closed eyes began to open. They showed the most brilliant shade of purple, the irises so dark they looked like the shadows of the Dark Forest. The kit slowly doubled in size, until she was the size of Raspberrystar, the leader of Fairclan. Fairclan was, by its name, made in the fair, where cats went to have shows and all that stuff. Soon, the kit calmly bounded past Bramble, then leaped onto the High-Bench, where Raspberrystar made his annoucements. The kit was glowing with Starlight, and her gaze flicked to Bramble. A faint chanting began. As Bramble turned to Lilac, she saw her gaze dulling rapidly.

Oh ColdFire, NO! Nonononononono!

Lilac's head lolled slightly, her mew a whisper as she mumbled, "Take care of my kits."

The first kit was already growing weaker. The second kit was dead, and the third kit...was well, still on the rock, starshine glowing around her body. The chanting was louder, growing louder and louder. Bramble cocked her head in questioning, her ears straining.

Berrystar!
Berrystar!
Berrystar!
Berrystar!
Berrystar!

Bramble's eyes glittered in amazement. Who is Berrystar?

CHAPTER TWO: THE DEATH OF LILAC, AND THE BIRTH OF BERRY

Bramble yowled in discomfort as the blood washed over her paws. Lilac's chest heaved for breath. The kit in front of her was pale-cream, with darker brown head fur, a thick dark brown furry tail, and a light brown chest. She had the markings of a leopard.

Bramble was puzzled. No other kit was born like that. This one is..detailed.

Hello! Hi. I just wanna write this story about a kit called Berry. (She was in Fairclan)

"Just one more push, Lilac!"

Lilac grunted as she kit heaved inside of her.  Great ColdFire! She thought, whining in pain and struggling to push the last kit out of her . I never thought this would be so hard!
There were already two kits in front of her, One squirming, and one completely stilled.
Lilac sucked in a breath. Her strength was running out.
The medicine cat, Bramble, struggled to remain calm. When will the stubborn kit come out?

What happened was horrific. Lilac screamed, the kit slid out, and blood spilled everywhere.