Father X Daughter (Bacon)

His ears drooped and he cleaned the first kit before nudging it to her stomach, waiting for the next kit now.

She didn't even have any time to look at her new daughter before another wave of pain crashed over her.

He purred and gently pushed the kit to her, his tail flicking and he gave the kit a couple of licks.

She bit down so hard on the stick it splintered, a contraction rippling through her body and she pushed, giving birth to a silver tabby she-kit a couple seconds later.

He jumped when she wailed and he pushed the stick toward her.

She let out another wail, arching her back.

He paced around the den before bolting up to his den, coming back with some wet moss and a stick.

She hardly even noticed, writhing in agony as bolt after bolt of pain hit her.

His ears drooped and he nuzzled her in attempts to comfort her.

She managed a little grateful mew before her head fell back to the ground as she let out s wail, the pain striking with a vengeance.

The leader gently pulled the two kits away to give her some space.

She tried to push Littlekit and Sparkkit away from her with a paw, whining softly in pain.

He gave a soft whine and he licked her head, "You can do it" He mewed.

"Father..," she whimpered. "I think the kits are coming."

His ears drooped and he gave a small whimper, nuzzling her softly.

She looked up at him, ears pinned back as she twitched.

He walked up to her and gently nosed her head, his ears back.

She was asleep every time he came to check on her up until the last, where she was twitching and whining in pain.

He came back off and on to check on her while he worked things out with the clan.

She fell into a light sleep.

He sighed to himself and walked up to his den.

She sighed, closing her eyes.

"I'll be back don't worry" He mewed.

She blinked at him sadly.

His ears flicked and he got up to go up to his den.