PUT THIS BROKEN DOLL BACK ON THE SHELF
It had been an ordinary evening for the young queen, watching the sun set through the leaves of the nursery. After everything that had happened recently, she'd been rather frightened of bringing this litter into her world. She feared being ousted by the clan and her kits growing up without a mother, but as her pregnancy continued to advance without complication, Nightfright figured it was Starclan's will that this litter be born here in Shadowclan.
As the protective molly herded some of the straying kits back to their mothers, a pang of pain ripped her her middle and up her spine. Groaning softly, she made her way to nest, the kicking in her belly not helping the pain one bit. However unlike before, these pains didn't stop and in fact only got worse. Soon she could no longer get up as the contractions advanced, the queen had just barely managed to send an NPC for Icefeather Hanakosong and sent a silent prayer to Starclan that the medicine cat made it in time to help her.