Oh god. Was it time already? A few spasms went through her small body. Yep, it was time. The red tabby collapsed into her nest as she felt more spasms go through her.
Suddenly, a huge wave of spasms went through her body. The first kit was coming. She pushed as the kit slid out. Picking up the kit, she nipped it's sac open so it could breath and set it down at her belly. "Perfectkit," the red tabby whispered as more pain came.
Dear StarClan, who knew that giving birth would have so much pain? Crosspaw continued to push as the second kit came. She quickly grabbed the kit as it slid out, setting it at her belly. Nipping open it's sac, she thought of names. "Fifthkit." she mewed.
How many more kits were there? This was getting tiring. She braced herself for pain, and there was. Grabbing the kit that slid out, she placed it at her belly and nipped open the sac. "Imaginekit."
If it was taking this long, there had to be at least two more kits. This time, the kit slid out smoothly. Placing it at her belly, she nipped open the sac. "Titaniumkit." Crosspaw mewed weakly.
Last one. Huffing, Crosspaw braced herself as she pushed. She picked up the kit and nipped open the sac. Setting it at her belly, she thought of names. "Littlekit."
Crosspaw relaxed and about two minutes later, a sh*t load of pain came. Pushing, she grabbed the kit and nipped open the sac. A name came to her mind as she set the kit down at her belly. "Neonkit," The red tabby whispered. Six she-cats. No toms. This was going to be a handful.
Birthing was tiring.