sad ending(open)

Pinefrost had only returned from Skyfield the last night, and had walked into the Nursery, carrying Tansy with her. It was a small amount, as the herb could be mildly poisonous if consumed in large portions, but, it was the best thing she had for coughs that weren't the deadly greencough. "Hawktalon, I brought a bit of tansy to help with your cough." She meowed.

Pinefrost was gone the second the she-cat's legs collapsed beneath her, recognizing the signs. She was back as the she-cat was saying not to let her mate in. Dropping the herbs, she spun around. "Fangice, if you want to help at all, you will turn around, get a stick, bring it here, and go get some wet moss. Because she's sick and you standing there is not going to help her or her kits. Got it?" She hissed, turning back around to deal with the birthing she-cat. She pushed Chervil over to her. "Chew this and swallow it. After that, hold your mouth open so you can get some of this fennel stalk liquid." She meowed. The fennel and chervil would ease the pain, no more, no less.

After the she-cat swallowed, Pinefrost grabbed a stalk of fennel and cracked it over the she-cats mouth, letting the juice dribble into her mouth. "Swallow that." Pinefrost ordered, turning around, pleased to see a stick of the right size. She picked it up and set it next to Hawktalon. "Bite that." Pinefrost meowed, deciding that an explanation would only slow things down and that stick ought to be in Hawktalon's mouth when the kits came.

Pinefrost grabbed the kit, quickly licking it, ruffling it's fur the long way so as to warm it up. After a few licks, she placed the kit at Hawktalon's stomach. As soon as she was done birthing, Pinefrost would have to give her borage to help with milk flow, but it could wait.

Again, Pinefrost grabbed the kit, licking it to warm it up. She put it next to Hawktalon's stomach. "I think there's only one more." Pinefrost meowed. This was going pretty smoothly so far.

Pinefrost repeated the process with the last kit, before nodding. "Good. The first and last are quite weak, but, at their age, they can't eat herbs so we'll hope for the best. Speaking of strength, here." She meowed, pushing some borage towards Hawktalon. "This will help with milk. Most queens produce milk just fine, but, it's better safe then sorry." Sticking her head back out, she called to Frozenice. "You can come in now. See your daughters."

Pinefrost gave te kits a few more cautious sniffs. It came naturally, the job of a medicine cat. She did so easily. but she was removed as a medicine cat, removed from the community of the clan, kept apart by barriers that shouldn't be there, because she was like them. She was a warrior. Had been. Nodding to the couple, she gathered up the leftover herbs. "Call me if you're even minutely worried. If kits make it through the first few days, usually they're pretty sure to live." She meowed, padding to return the herbs to her den.