Mountainsound's Corpse?
"Help me up." The claws released slowly as her voice took on a slightly clearer note, the old feline's paw falling to the floor as her face tilted towards the tom, blood seeping from her wounds as she laid there for a long moment. "...Please." Jetclaw

Lionpride:
Lionpride yowled at the hit on the back of his head, his skin sensitive from the flames, turning his head away from his mate as to not deafen her 'What in the Sun God's name was that for?" but before he could, react his mates scream snapped him back to her side, feeling the blood pool up around them.

Silverfringe
Silverfringe, struggled to her feet limping back to her side, swallowing hard "Lionpride..." she murmmered before turning back to the queen and placing her paws on her side, trying to gently move the kit but having no luck. Tears were starting to form at the edged of her eyes, as she tried to work and stay calm but she had never done anything like this before. Cats were fighting all around them, kits screaming for milk, and her friends lay here dying and gravely injured Nova  Honeystorm  Phantom

Weed
Weed quickly forgot her anger as she quickly rushed to Silverfringe's side. She lashed her tail briefly before she crouched down by the kit that had refused to enter the world. It's as if it knew about the chaos surrounding it at its birth. "Now is not the time to be stubborn little one..." The mottled tortoiseshell muttered. Phantom racer

Tenebrouspaw
When no attacks continued, Tenebrouspaw hesitantly adjusted her weight on him, wincing as she rested painfully on one of the cut's she'd left in his shoulder. But swallowed it down.

If just the medicine cat could devastate him like that... reduce him to a frightened mewling kit who wanted his mother. It put things rather harshly into perspective.

"Come on, the others need your help..." He said quietly. Heading towards where he'd last seen some of their clanmates. "T-think something bad's happenin'"

Honeystorm

Pollendrone was fight against the pain the best she could, but as Silverfringe pressed harder on her belly she couldn't contain it any longer, her wails filled the air as fresh tears formed in her eyes. The pain was excruciating, and she could feel the blood soaking the moss beneath her begining to seep into the fur along her side as it spread, her only solace was Lionprides voice in her ear. Time seemed to pass more slowly as her sister-in-law worked to free the large kit and at last there was a small sense of relief as it slid to the ground, Pollendrones body remained tense though even as the pain lightened, her mist filled eyes hovering on her child as it lay ther silently. "Is it.." she couldn't bring herself to finish the question, though it wouldnt have matter much in that moment anyway. The newly born kit had been stuck for so long it left time for the next kit to work it's way down and now with a clear way out it began to appear, its tail and hind legs being the first thing to enter the world before it too got stuck. Pollendrone claws were unsheathed and buried in the nest where she was laying, her body was begining to feel heavy as she grew more exhausted, groans escaping her as she tried and failed to push the next kit out. She looked at Lionpride unable to mask the fear in her eyes. racer

Scorchedwhisker and Weed
The only part of Scorchedwhisker that could be seen entering the nursery was his tail. It lashed furiously as he slowly limped backwards into the nursery. He wasn’t sure how he managed to incapacitate Romani, the kitty pet that had died and come back to life right before there eyes, but whatever he did she had stayed down. Some of his old wounds had opened back up once more, but thankfully this time they weren’t as severe. He sported a few new wounds though from his fight; a shallow cut on his cheek that wouldn’t even leave a scar and a deeper cut down his back. He hadn’t looked back behind him yet, his narrowed blue gaze focusing on the chaos outside. But it was Lionpride’s voice that reached him first. He survived?

Scorchedwhisker quickly whipped his head around, his ears falling flat against his head when he saw the larger tom curled up around Pollendrone. He looked worse for wear with burns covering most of his body and what seemed like a broken leg. The siamese tom should have been relieved that Lionpride survived. Isn’t that why he had run across half of moonclan looking for him? For Pollendrone?Then why did he feel his heart lurch at the sight of him there? At the words that left his mouth? ‘Together we can do anything.’ Was it a slow build up to the anger he knew would be bubbling in his gut soon? Why had Lionpride even left in the first place? He had left Pollendrone alone, knowing she was close to having his kits. He chose to go on that suicide mission and for what?! Together they could do anything... Lionpride was the one that left her to begin with...! Scorchedwhisker couldn’t help but glare at the large tom as he made his way back over. He didn’t go straight to Pollendrone, but had walked towards Weed and Silverfringe.

“What can I do to help?” The cream colored tom said, doing what he could to keep his eyes away from Lionpride and Pollendrone. Weed had been doing what she could to try and help Silverfringe. The mottled tortoiseshell focused on breathing, trying to stay as calm as possible. She watched Silverfringe carefully as the queen slowly unlodged the second kit that had refused to enter the world. The initiate waited until Silverfringe had managed to free the kit’s head. Weed quickly nipped the sack, clearing out the kit’s nose and mouth before she placed it by Scorchedwhisker’s paws.

“Clean the kit. Get it warm, and get it squealing.” The initiate ordered before she turned back to Silverfringe and Pollendrone. “You’re doing great. It’s almost over, just hold on a little longer.” Her words were meant for both Silverfringe and Pollendrone, glancing back between the two she-cats while Scorchedwhisker went to work quickly cleaning off the kit Weed had placed at his paws. Phantom racer

Silverfringe
Relief washed over Silverfringe as Mountainsound appeared, so glad to have the help of someone more experienced than herself "Thank the Sun God" she mewed, almost out of breath herself. She was still bleeding from her wounds, and had been trying hard to get the queen through this "We have already had two kits stuck. I managed to get them, I can only hope that I didn't hurt them. Shes loosing a lot of blood and I don't know what to do" trying to relay the important information as she moved to the side to make room

Lionpride
Lionpride looked over to Mountainsound with a pleading look in his eyes as she turned away from him "save her" he mouthed before nuzzling against her fur. He could tell she was getting weaker, his own anxiety getting worse as the moments ticked by with no end to the labor in sight. At least mountainsound was here, if there was anyone other than his mother that he trusted with his mate's life it would be her. All he could do was to keep talking and keep her from giving up "They are all beautiful Pollendrone" he purred, until he caused him to start coughing "I can't wait until we get to tell them how strong and brave you were the day they were born. How with everything else was falling apart, you stayed strong for them"

Tinymutiny 
"Daddy is just punishing the bad cat that tried to take him away from us" she purred still rubbing her cheek up and down his back happily

Jadie Phantom Nova

PERFECTPAW racer Jetclaw
Reflexively Perfectpaw took a step back and lowered his head to protect his throat from a second attack, but that meant that he blow landed on his face. One deep gash was scored across his nose bridge in the blink of an eye. Howling in pain and anguish, Perfectpaw lifted his massive forepaw and slammed it against Tranquilpaw, right where the burns were the worst along her back, "Traquilpaw, calm down!" 


ALLARIA Honeystorm
Allaria flicked her ears back as she heard screams and shouts coming from where she'd left her SunClan compatriots. Had the Fire Nation really followed them all the way here?! It seemed unlikely, they had SunClan's territory, it was only a matter of time before Bloodystar came up with some hare-brained idea to take it back. They'd walk right back into the heart of it. No need to chase them down.

Her clanmates in sight now, her dragon blue eyes widened in shock she realized the enemies were not the Fire Nation, but horribly scarred members of SunClan and... wait, even MoonClan? The walking cats were clearly corpses! Go figure, this is why we'd be better off without any stupid magic stuff, now I understand why Mawmaw Shule doesn't allow any of this in the Regime.

At first Allaria was looking for Hakoda. He didn't like to talk much but he was observant, he would tell her everything he knew about the situation in fewer words than any of these other SunClan cats would, but she saw Mountainsound first and gulped. She looked and smelled just like all of these other walking corpses, but... it seemed like she wasn't attacking. She changed her direction and approached her grandmother.

"Mountainsound...? Are you... there?"

OAKSHADE'S CORPSE racer Nova Spot
Oakshade's corpse was seemed mostly unaffected by the cats clinging to him, but It was enough for him to give up on Northpeak's body at least. He instead turned his attention on a target that was easier to reach, which just so happened to be Fillypaw. With his free forepaw, he swiped at her the followed up that attack with his fangs. He continued to ignore Tinymutiny on his back as well as Magnoliapaw and Snakepaw's attempts to restrain him. He was just too big, too powerful, it was like there were nothing but fleas to him, but it did keep him rather anchored to the spot.

VALLEYPAW
"Dad, stop it!" Valleypaw cried, rushing over to assist the rest of her family in stopping Oakshade's attack. Tears streamed down her face as she joined Magnoliapaw at their father's rear, grabbing hold of one leg and clinging to it with as much strength as she could muster, "Stop it, stop it, stop it!"

Whenever her paws touched the ground, little sprouts of grass and other plants began to poke through the dirt. It was not very dramatic nor was it something any cat was likely to notice, however.