Talk:Nursery/@comment-5488762-20130423000515/@comment-5488762-20130423011207

Birchwhisker poked his brown taby head into the nursery, "I heard my name. . ." he smiled at the new bundles of life at the queen's belly.

"I'm waiting for you to name this little one," Splashpelt pointed with her tail to the gray she-kit.

"I say. . . Stonekit?" he suggested.

Splashpelt nodded, "Perfect. Sunnykit, Stonekit, and Finchkit."