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Walking into the den, his mouth full of prey, Apollo dropped it in the normal pile by the side of the den, in a small niche. But as he dropped it, the tom heard some small, stifled mews. Looking over to where Owltail was, he noticed that she was significantly thinner. The kits! Did she? Walking over there, he found his assumptions were right. Looking beside his mate were a two, small, mewing kits. "Owltail, you kitted. If you knew you were going to today, I should have been here with-" But looking at the she-cat, he noticed she wasn't responding. "Owltail?" Nudging her gently, she yet again didn't move. "Owltail? Come on, are you alright?" Nudging her with his paw now, Apollo's face turned to pure horror. As he moved his paw away, the she-cat's body went back to it's original position, in a limp manner. Something was wrong. "Owltail! No, no, no...Owltail, please... no."

Licking her shoulder, he saw that still nothing happened. Lowering his head to the she-cat's flank, a small spark erupted in him. Even though it was nearly impossible to tell, Apollo could feel the slightest rise ad fall of her side, and even fainter was a heartbeat. I need to get Sunheart. But...no, I can't leave the kits here, not with Owltail like this, and so many predators. But... if I don't, then she might... Hesitating for a moment, Apollo decided he needed to go get his sister. Making sure the kits were right next to Owltail, Apollo made a slight barrier on the outside, a quick one, and then darted off in the direction of MorningClan territory. He just hoped that Sunheart would be there.

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After what seemed to Apollo as an eternity, he finally found his sister. Luckily, there was nobody else around. "S-Sunheart....need...need...."

"What is it Apollo?" she asked, looking at him worriedly. "You're... why are you out of breathe?"

"Owl...Owlfeather! She's... kits, had them... but... something's wrong...come!" Not able to get a completely understandable sentence out. Hoping she'd come along, the golden tom hurried off towards the direction he had come from. Sure enough, Sunheart quickly followed after him.

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Quickly making it back to the den, Apollo darted inside, nearly sliding out of control as he made the turn into it. Rushing to his mate, he returned to find her in the same condition. "Owltail... Sunheart, hurry!" the golden tom called, looking back and hoping that his sister had kept up. She better help her.

As Sunheart came into the den, she immediately went back to where Owltail was. It definitely didn't look good...not good at all. "Uh...how long has she been like this Apollo? And where are the kits?" she asked, voice low as her green eyes scanned the she-cat in front of her.

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"They should be-" Walking closer to Owltail, the tom looked around. "They're right here, where I left them. Why do you want to know? Just help her already!" A slightly growling tone in his voice, Apollo stepped away, waiting for his sister to do something.

"Alright, just calm down Apollo." she said, walking over to the she-cat. "I'll do what I can, but you need to be patient and not snap at me. Stay calm, I promise I'll do what I can. But first of all, here." Lifting the kits up one by one, Sunheart set them down next to Apollo. "Keep them warm, and clean them a bit. They're probably hungry right now, but that can't be solved at the moment."

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Without even attempting to talk back, Apollo did as his sister told him. Grabbing each of them, he nudged them close to him. They looked to pathetically small and weak. You need your mother...hopefully she'll be fine. She has to be fine.

Examining Owltail more, Sunheart had trouble trying to pinpoint what was the matter. She knew it was something, definitely not just a matter of being exhausted from kitting. I need some herbs, but there's nothing here. If worst comes to be, then I'll have to leave briefly to do so.

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"Are you sure she'll be alright Sunheart? She still looks... well, she's hardly even conscious. I-I just don't see that as her being alright." the nervous tom said, his golden paws kneading the ground as he looked back into the den for a moment. Apollo then looked to his sister, gaze completely serious. "I don't want you to leave unless-"

"Apollo, I have things of my own to do." she said, looking at him; her entire being was rather calm. "If you forgot, I'm medicine cat of MorningClan, which means I have to be there for them, more than you. But she'll be fine, just calm down. Once she gets a bit more to eat, and some rest, she'll be fine with her strength back. Just make sure she doesn't have to do anything for the next few days except watch the kits. You should probably help her with that though." Getting up from her spot, the she-cat kept her green gaze on her brother. "Now, I'm going to go shortly. Quit fretting, everything will be fine. If not, come get me." Waiting for a moment, Sunheart walked into the den, only to come out a few seconds later. Nodding to her brother, she left, back towards MorningClan territory.

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Apollo waited outside for a few minutes after Sunheart left. He just sat there, staring at the ground, various thoughts running through his mind. The one that kept coming around was guilt. He had no clue why, but he felt guilty in some way for Owltail.

"Apollo?" called Owltail from the den, her voice quite faint. "Apollo, hello? Are... are you out there?"

The golden tom kept silent for a moment, though eventually let out a loud sigh. Getting up, he said, "Yeah, I'm here Owltail, I was just getting some air. Coming back in right now."

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Walking into the den, Apollo looked around for a moment, allowing his eyes to adjust to the difference in light. He soon began to slowly pad back towards his mate, and once she came into sight, the tom placed a smile on his face. "Hey there, how are you doing?" the golden tom asked, licking her ear gently. "And the kits, how are they?"

Purring lightly, Owltail looked to the three kits beside her. "They're doing quite well I suppose. Thanks to you and Sunheart of course. And I'm sure they'll do just fine as they grow up. But look at them now, so small."

"Yes, I suppose they are, aren't they?" he said, tilting his head to the side. Looking down at the kits, the tom's smile warmed up some. "They're all just as beautiful as you Owltail. It's a good thing too, they don't need to look like me, now do they?"

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"Don't be so silly you." she said, nudging his gently. "What do you think this one looks like, huh?" Looking down at the two, Owltail gently nudged the one closest to her. It was small, yes, a small tom, with what seemed to be a mixture between their two pelts, giving him a soft golden-brown color. "I'd like to think he looks a bit like you, though let's hope he doesn't have your attitude. He's much more like you than his brother." She indicated the other tom with her tail, slightly different in figure, with brown flecks engraved into his light grey fur.

"I suppose." Apollo muttered, looking at the two. "But at least he doesn't look like your brother. I don't think I'd ever be able to live with myself if that were the case. Or more I don't think I'd be able to live by him. He'd remind me far too much of Foxfang, and that's someone I never want to see if I can help it." Pausing for a moment, the golden tom looked over to his mate. "Owltail, you won't...tell him about them, will you? If you do, then won't he try to-"

"I know what you're thinking. He'll just try harder to get me back. Or at least take them back to MorningClan. Don't worry Apollo, I won't tell him. I don't even want to get too near to him these days, it's far too dangerous. I'm just hoping Sunheart won't say anything."

"Don't worry, I'm sure she won't." Apollo said, shaking his head. "She knows what this is like, and I'm sure she hates your brother as much as I do, as much as everyone should."

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"Well now, not everyone hates him Apollo." Owltail said, frowning slightly. "If he was made deputy, then he apparently has something going for him. And I never said I hated him. Yes, he's far too controlling for me, but it doesn't mean I hate my brother. I don't see how anyone could hate their sibling."

"Well, when they act like he does, there's definitely reason for it." Apollo snorted, rolling his eyes. "Anyways, let's just get off the subject, it's not needed." Looking back to the kits, he asked, "So, have you thought of names for them yet? They surely need to be named."

Looking down at the two, the dusky brown she-cat shrugged. "I'm not sure. I suppose I should have been thinking, but... I shouldn't name them, not both of them anyways. Do you have any suggestions? They are your kits too after all."

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"Uh...." Thinking for a moment, Apollo wasn't really sure what to say. "Um, no." he said rudely, though quickly said, "I mean, not really, not at the moment. Maybe you should just pick or something, I've never been all too well with names. Just no clan names if you will."