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Post by SHADE. :D on Sept 7, 2008 8:27:55 GMT -5
spectreflame A large longhaired she-cat sat outside the medicine cat. It was Spectreflame. And she wore an unusual expression. Well, an expression that was unusual for her to be wearing, anyway. She was staring at the medicine den as though it was aflame and she had to dart inside and save another cat. She took a deep breath, and stepped inside. She had been in here enough times, for her battle wounds, but this time it was under different circumstances. She'd been feeling odd for about seven suns. But she never got sick. That was how Chaosdance had died. He had been ill, but refused to go and see the medicine cat. And it had got worse, and worse. And then he had died. Her twin. Spectreflame shook herself. She was fine. She was just being pathetic and working herself up. The hardy she-cat padded further inside, gathering her bravery and strength.
"Dancinghare? Are you here? I need to talk to you." |
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Post by Wolf on Sept 7, 2008 9:15:59 GMT -5
Dancinghare You had demons to kill within you screaming...The slender silver medicine cat was prodding a bunch of herbs into well organized piles. The tom smiled and hummed serenely as he did so. He heard a cat outside the den, and looked up for a moment. He then decided to wait for them to come inside, rather than ask them what the wanted. They could do it in their own time.
He went back to sorting the herbs for a few moments, and had just finished when Spectreflame entered the den. He looked up at her, smiling kindly. "Oh, hello Spectreflame. What can I do for you?" He asked in his soft, quiet voice. Dancinghare listened to her reply, nodding, then padded over to her. "Ok then, if you could lie down for me, and I'll just check you over."
Once the she-cat had layed down, Dancinghare began gently prodding her stomach and flanks with his thin paws. After a while, he motioned for Spectreflame to stand up. "Well, Spectreflame, it would seem that you are pregnant." The slim tom meowed softly. |
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Post by Dansen[Mouse] on Sept 7, 2008 12:49:20 GMT -5
<{Harmonypaw}>
Come as you are,
Surender your heart,
Broken and beautiful.
A she-cat entered the Medicine cat den with a mouth full of thyme. Harmonypaw wasn't so small any more, her frame still slender but she was already getting bigger. The she-cat had arrived and heard Dancinghare announce that Spectreflame was pregnant. She murmured a congratulations as she passed by, her maw still full of the thyme leaves.
She quickly, but neatly, placed the leaves into there proper ledge and waited to see if her mentor needed any herbs. Finding out your pregnant when you might not want to be can come to a big shock to those who wish not to be.
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Post by (aurora) of the problematique on Sept 7, 2008 13:11:01 GMT -5
Crestedfire
Stay here with me together we'll be stronger
Side by side we've conquered lands and stormed across the seas [/size] "She's what?"
A hoarse squawk poured out in the medicine den. A loud shifting noise could be heard seconds before a large hulking shape limped out of the shadows. Crestedfire faced forward, his beautiful eyes as wide as the moon. His jaw dropped as he stared at Dancinghare and then over at Spectreflame. He knew that she was really apprenhensive about having kits. They hadn't spoken much on the topic but from what she alluded to, that's what he figured.
The large tom felt his back legs go weak as he fell right on his hindquarters, his bat-like ears facing upward. He, the bumbling cowering bumpkin, was going to be a father?
Die here with me we feel this pain no longer
For now and ever we will be
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Post by SHADE. :D on Sept 8, 2008 12:11:24 GMT -5
spectreflame The longhaired she-cat quickly explained why she was there, not meeting the silver tom's eyes as she spoke. She obediently lay down, feeling self-conscious. If only she has a assured in the medicine den as she was on the battlefield! She waited, biting her lip, as Dancinghare checked her over. After he finished, she quickly straightened up. At his words, her mouth fell open. She couldn't have heard him properly. It wasn't true. It couldn't be. Her, a mother? It was proposterous! Spectreflame shook her head, dazed. She hated kits! This was just not going to work. Her mouth went dry, like the forest in the height of summer. "I... I can't be, you must've made a mistake," she rasped, not caring if she insulted Dancinghare's intelligence. She ignored Harmonypaw completely. Her heart sank right into her paws as she heard Crestedfire's voice. She turned to look at him. He knew she hated kits. This couldn't be happening.
She would be a terrible mother! |
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Post by Wolf on Sept 8, 2008 12:20:52 GMT -5
Dancinghare You had demons to kill within you screaming...Dancinghare looked up as Harmonypaw entered the den carrying some herbs. "Thankyou, that's perfect." he meowed quietly. Then Crestedfire appeared, seeming shocked by the news. Everything was happening rather fast now, the medicine cat thought.
Then Spectreflame spoke, and Dancinghare turned to her. He tilted his head to one side, his ears flopping. "No, I'm certain about this. I'm also certain that you will be a wonderful mother to some beautiful kits." He meowed softly. He then turned to Crestedfire, and, noticing he also seemed uncertain, nudged him gently with his nose. "And you will be a great father." |
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Post by (aurora) of the problematique on Sept 8, 2008 12:26:18 GMT -5
Crestedfire
Stay here with me together we'll be stronger
Side by side we've conquered lands and stormed across the seas [/size] He lifted up a paw. "Spectreflame, stop," he squeaked. He swallowed a lump in his throat. "Look, we'll get through this together, okay? I'm...here for you." He pushed himself to his achy paws and stumbled forward, nearly tripping over his own feet but he caught himself and straightened. He sat by Spectreflame's side and nestled against the large she-cat's chest, purring softly.
Chestnut eyes looked up gently. "I know you don't like them but...we'll get through this...I promise." A lopsided smile slowly blossomed on his face as he tried to cheer her up.
Die here with me we feel this pain no longer
For now and ever we will be
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Post by Dansen[Mouse] on Sept 8, 2008 14:25:32 GMT -5
<{Harmonypaw}>
Music's in my soul
I can hear it,
everyday and everynight
It's the one thing on my mind
The she-cat was partly shocked to hear that Spectreflame didn't want to have any kits. Having kits was a wonderful thing that Harmonypaw was deprived of, but she chose this life style and didn't allow it to get to her. Besides she was serving her Clan the best she could right now and she didn't want that to ever change.
She padded over to her mentor and whispered in his ear. "Should I give her some of the fresh Thyme I got to calm her down?"
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Post by SHADE. :D on Sept 9, 2008 10:35:01 GMT -5
spectreflame The longhaired she-cat stared at Dancinghare almost angrily, her light blue eyes verging on accusatory. Spectreflame shook her head at Dancinghare's words. "I can't be a mother," she spat. "I just can't. I hate kits. I just hate them." She tried to push away the tears that were filling her eyes, but she could not prevent them from falling. She raised a paw and brushed them away furiously. "You don't understand! I can't be-" She turned to stare at Crestedfire as he spoke, turned to stare at the cat she loved. "We can't be parents!" she yowled at him. "It won't work!" Spectreflame tried to shy away from him as he sat beside her, but after a moment relaxed against him. She was supposed to be the one that knew what to do all the time. She blinked blankly, her tail drooping around her paws. "I... I suppose." Her voice was stiff, but she knew Crestedfire would pick up the sincerity behind the words. |
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Post by [xoxo] shard. :) on Sept 9, 2008 19:52:45 GMT -5
Shardfeather
Touch me, it's so easy to leave me
All alone with the memory
Of my days in the sun[/center] Of course, another one of his foster sibling was having kits. Lovely. They were living his dream. Even if Spectreflame didn't like kits, at least she had a mate who loved her an stuck with her through thick and thin. But Shardfeather, oh no, he was just that quiet blind tom over there who most cats could care less about. The silver feline padded forth to the others. "Congratulations," he croaked. Love was all he asked for... Was it that hard?[/size][/blockquote] |
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Post by SHADE. :D on Sept 10, 2008 10:17:28 GMT -5
// *refrains from killing Shardfeather* I hate super emo cats.. But I musn't kill Shardfeather... *pictures him as a cute fluffy, non-emo kit* xD |
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Post by (aurora) of the problematique on Sept 10, 2008 11:19:51 GMT -5
ooc;// *struggles not to have mini-Saintcalling to tell Shardfeather to get over it* >___>;
bic;// Crestedfire
Stay here with me together we'll be stronger
Side by side we've conquered lands and stormed across the seas [/size] The large tom smiled and hobbled closer to her, pressing himself to her. It was hesitant at first, because he could feel the anger and disbelief rolling off of her, but it gradually became stronger. Crestedfire swallowed and cleared his throat, saying in a much stronger voice. "I'll help out with the kits," he promised her." He flashed another lopsided smile and nuzzled Spectreflame under the ear, purring a soft "I love you."
Die here with me we feel this pain no longer
For now and ever we will be
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Post by [xoxo] shard. :) on Sept 10, 2008 17:02:44 GMT -5
[ooc]:// Sorreh. ^^; He's my only cat who really has a reason to be emo, so I'll go with that. Maybe he should start cutting himself, too. xDDDDDD [/blockquote] |
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