Write about how, when, and where Firestar's birth went/was. Have fun with this!

(This is a birth, so I am allowing 300+ words) 

The beautiful she cat looked up upon her mate. Jake stood over her, panicking. "Are- are you, alright?" He meowed worriedly. Another she cat, that was also expecting, with almost all white and a few black splotches here and there also hovered over her.

"She'll be fine, every queen goes through this once in their life." The she cat meowed, resting her tail tip on Jake's flank. "Okay. I know, it's just," he sighed. The red-almost russet ginger tom stood beside his mate as another spasm wiped through her body. Her pelt ruffled and she let out a low groan.

"They're coming!" Nutmeg hissed. Before Jake could blink, he was pushed back to stand a tail length away from his mate, pushed by Louise. "Ca- Can I help?" He stuttered, ready to run across the entire city for his mate. "Uh, find me something hard." Louise mewed. He looked around.

"What for?" He asked, confused. Louise let out an annoyed hiss. "Hurry up, rabbit-brain!" Louise snapped. Mouse-brain. I've heard that before, haven't I? Oh, yes! Talltail! Jake remember his old friend, who had a special place in Jake's heart. "Oh!" Jake spluttered around as Nutmeg went through another spasm. He ran through the forest in search of sticks.

He found the biggest one he could carry when he heard a violent hiss. "Huh?" He whispered. Two cats leaped out, claws unsheathed. They prowled like the deep night. "Get off ThunderClan territory!" They hissed. Jake backed up with the stick.

"I don't come to steal prey." He meowed, a bit nervous. Talltail had told him to never steal prey from the clans, especially when it was colder out. No matter how small, they could still shred him. He bared his teeth. "I'm just taking this stick, okay?" He mumbled.

"Redtail,  I don't think he's much of a threat." The she cat murmured, claws still unsheathed and voice sharp. "No, you're right, Mousefur." The tom murmured back. "Go, but don't return." He hissed. Jake nodded, grabbed the stick and ran away.

"I've got the stick!" He yowled, running up to his mate. Louise turned around and smiled warmly. Inside h instantly knew he had missed the kittens' births. He dropped the stack and ran to muzzle his mate. 

"I'll always be here for you." He purred to his kits, looking over a ginger tom kit, a brown and white tabby she kit, a fully brown tabby tom kit, and a ginger and white she kit.

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