"Push Mothwing, push." Jayfeather told his mate, "Just one more kit." "ARGHHHHHH." Mothwing screamed. "He's a white tom." He told her, glad Starclan gave him sight, so he could see his new born kits. "Where are the others? Mothwing asked. "T....Their dead. Yellowkit and Hollykit were still-born. Spiritkit is the only one left." He mewed, dully. What was that? No, not him! "Go away Breezestar, leave us alone." "I'm afraid I can't do that Brother." He spat out the last word, and attacked Mothwing biting her throat. "She is ment to die, Jay's Wing." He mewed solemnly.