Brace Yourselves. (Birth While Battle)

Steampaw was a humble tom. His silvery dark gray striped pelt was still fluffy from the nursery. Being only eight moons, the blue-eyed apprentice didn't know much about the Clans yet. Strolling casually around camp, the handsome tabby came to a halt as he realized the fear in his leader's eyes. "Uhmm... Obsidianstar?" Steampaw asked the black cat warily. Obsidianstar shuddered, his flinch shivering down his spine and nearly making him fall off the Blackstone. His green eyes snapped back to reality. "Wha?!" he gasped. Steampaw's fur rose gradually. "A-are you okay? What were you looking at?" Obsidianstar's eyes widened, as though he had just remembered he was looking at something. "Dogs. Foxes. Badgers. Everywhere. Fawngaze. Kits. Death." he breathed. He screamed for the medicine cat. Ferngaze's kits were ready to be born. And creatures would attack. "Protect the kits and elders! Dogs, foxes, and badgers are headed this way!" roared his leader. Instantly, the cats below him began to panic, and Obsidianstar called for the medicine cat again, leaping down from the Blackstone and stumbling away to the medicine cat den. Steampaw breathed heavily. "Everybody get ready to attack!" he yowled over the clamor of chatters and fearful shrieks and cries. His voice was calm, though fear burned outside. His peaceful voice met the minds of the terrified cats. Scared on what Obsidianstar would think, he jumped up to the Blackstone. "Everybody! We need to calm down." he meowed. "You're not leader! Get down!" screeched Flintpaw, he enemy. Few cats joined in his protests, but Steampaw lashed his tail threatening. Flintpaw fell silent. Wolfpaw, Silverpaw, and Driftpaw, his siblings, nodded at him from below to continue. Steampaw began to feel dizzy at the height. "Warriors, apprentices, and queens willing to fight- you protect the kits, elders, and other queens with kits." he ordered. "Someone else has to help Fawngaze. To protect her." he added. Driftpaw, his sister, piped up. "I will." she volunteered, her amber gaze shimmering. "Okay. Everyone else, brace yourselves to fight. The creatures are coming!" he yowled, diving off the stone and taking a defensive stand by the entrance with the others. "Get ready." he murmured.

(This is a jump in!! Also, medicine cat is open, just add it somewhere on our post if you want it)

Steampaw gasped as the weight of the dog was lifted off of him. "Amberpaw!" he cried, his eyes gliding towards the red tabby. He gave a fierce snarl at the dog, and jumped up to it's throat, which was well above his head. The dog grunted heavily and thrust it's head backward, attempting to throw off the cat. Steampaw, being flung around on the dog's neck, dug his claws in further to get a grip.

Driftpaw watched as her brother was thrown around. Her eyes clouded with concern, but she forced herself to fix her attention on Fawngaze. One kit was out, lying helplessly on the moss, squirming awkwardly. It mewed for it's mother. It was a pale brown, like his mother, with black ears and tail-tip. The medicine cat (OPEN!!) gently grabbed it by the scruff as another spasm went through Ferngaze's body. Driftpaw gagged and looked away. Out came a black she-cat. Her chest and underbelly were white. Driftpaw sighed. She looked up, and, to her dismay, saw a badger lumbering towards her and the newborn kits She flattened her ears in worry. He must have smelled the blood! he thought, terrified, as it loomed closer.

"Thanks," breathed Steampaw heavily, running away instantly towards a badger at the elders den.