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Hello everyone! I have decided to make this a series! This being the first book. I am spending a super long time on it, trying to get all of the sentences right and stuff. I would REALLY like some feedback, so I can perfect it. thanks! And bear with me through the story, if you can! The names may be weird, but keep in mind, these cats live in the jungle. 

Gingerear(you may know her) helped me brainstorm this, just to let you know.

JungleClan

Leader: Nettlestar

Deputy: Flameblossom

Medicine Cat: Ambershine

Warriors:

Mistfur (Apprentice, Jaguarpaw)

Cherryleaf

Skytail

Antpetal

Vinepelt (Apprentice, Bamboopaw)

Toucanfoot

Mothflight

Streamlight

Rainwhisper (Apprentice, Strikepaw)

Stormpelt

Cloudbreeze

Firetail

Snowdrop

Apprentices:

Applepaw (mentor, Mistfur)

Tulippaw (mentor, Vinepelt)

Strikepaw (mentor, Rainwhisper)

Queens:

Icemist (kits: Hawkkit, Splashkit)

Mintberry (kits: Waterkit, Swallowkit)

Prologue

Icemist's body convulsed for the first time, as she was having her kits. 

Ambershine placed her paw on her side. "There has to be at least two," Ambershine mewed. 

Icemist's mate, Stormpelt, stood beside her. Toms didn't usually witness their kits' birth, but Stormpelt couldn't bear to leave Icemist in pain. 

Another jolt of pain passed through Icemist's body. 

"Push!" Ambershine called. Icemist tensed and dug her claws into the moist dirt. It was utter agony. How could queens do this?

Ambershine twitched nervously. Icemist worried. Is something going wrong? 

The pain was so intense that she felt like she was going to black out.

And she did. 

Stormpelt ran his tail down his mate's flank. She was still breathing; that was a good sign.

"Will she be okay?" he asked Ambershine, the MoonClan medicine cat. 

"I think so," she said back. 

"That's not good enough! Can you even assure that she will ever wake up?" snapped Stormpelt. Ambershine shrank away at his response.

Stormpelt sighed. "I'm sorry." 

Ambershine nodded with understanding. "It's fine," she said, her voice flowing like the ominous jungle stream bordering their territory. 

He peered over Icemist.

"Wake up, my beautiful. You have yet to see your kits," he murmured. Icemist slowly stirred, and opened her eyes. Her light blue ones bore into his darker teal gaze. 

"Stormpelt," she muttered, as she struggled to sit up.

Stormpelt pushed her back down into her resting position. "Yes?", he mewed softly, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," she murmured, "May I see my kits?"

There were two lumps of silver and black fur furiously suckling right next to each other, as if they were inseparable. Stormpelt twitched nervously, awaiting her surprised reaction once she saw them.

Icemist gently licked the kit nearest to her. 

The first kit rose, the other following soon after. They suddenly found themselves staring at a pair of twin ice-blue eyes.

There were two kits standing there, but also....only one. The silver-and-black furred kits seemed to be linked, joined by their flanks. They shared a single body.

Icemist choked with fear and surprise.

"I'm sorry," Ambershine breathed to Icemist.

"No, it's perfectly all right. Just-just fine. But also, in some ways, such...such a disappointment. Oh, my poor kits!" Icemist began to wail.

"Ssh. They're lovely, with beautiful eyes just like you."

Icemist just looked away. Then she looked down at her ragged pelt, so scrawny that Stormpelt could see her ribs.

"I look dreadful," Icemist sighed. Then she began to groom herself, as the kits squealed in protest. 

Ambershine dipped her head and slunk out of the den.

"Um, Icemist?" Stormpelt interjected.

"Mmm?" 

"Don't you think that we should name them?"

Icemist stared off into the distance. "Oh yes. I forgot. You go ahead."

Stormpelt understood her disappointment, but their kits deserved names and care just like any other. 

"The one on the right should be Splashkit, I think," he began. Then he turned his gaze to Icemist. 

She sighed a soft, sad sigh. "The one on the left will be Hawkkit."

Stormpelt purred. "Those are perfect." Icemist couldn't help but to purr too. 

Stormpelt stopped suddenly. As much as he loved his twin daughters, he wondered about their futures. After all, they were conjoined. They could be deprived of so many wonderful things....

Hawkkit flickered her eyes open again, and emitted a small squeak. Stormpelt's heart filled with sadness. 

Just then, he made a silent promise, a promise to help the kits through the difficult times ahead. 

Chapter 1

More coming soon