Help!! My Mate is Having Her Kits!!!

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    Owl, a brown tabby with sparkling green eyes, runs into the unknown camp screaming for help. "Is anyone here? Can anyone help me?! My mate is having her kits and something is wrong!!! Anyone please! I'll bring you to her!! She's about 10 foxlengths away!" says the scared tom.

    "Owl, Owl?! Where'd you go?" A young, orange tabby faintly cries as her heavy eyelids are forced shut.

    A silver cat dashed toward Owl. "Where is she?" she meowed urgently around the bundle of herbs in her jaws. "She may not have much time."