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Post by SHADE. :D on Sept 18, 2008 11:45:02 GMT -5
spectreflame Her eyes opened slowly. Spectreflame blinked, confused. Where was she? She shifted. Then remembered. These walls, her huge stomach beneath her. She was in the nursery. Spectreflame sighed. She hated it here. It stank of kits and rang with their shrill, ear-shattering cries. And she hated how she felt. She wasn't used to this. She'd never planned to have kits. She didn't want kits. But they were there now, inside her, and there was nothing she could do. Spectreflame felt her stomach growl painfully. She sighed. She got hungry a lot more in her pregnant state, too. It was embarrasing, consuming so much of the clan's prey. Spectreflame blinked as the pain came again. This wasn't like normal hunger. It was... More painful. And now it came again, and again. Until it was regular bursts of pain. And then she realised what must be happening.
Spectreflame blinked, her eyes narrowing. The pain was so great now that she had to grit her teeth to stop herself grunting. Her tail smacked the ground, her eyes tight shut. She wished it would end. She hadn't asked for this. |
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Post by (aurora) of the problematique on Sept 18, 2008 11:51:28 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 could scent her distress even before he got near the nursery. His mouth was filled with fresh-kill. Crestedfire approached the nursery hesitantly, wondering if she'd want him beside her. The bashful tom swallowed and stepped inside the dark den where he spent most of his childhood. His mother wasn't one for playtime.
"S-s-sp-spectreflame?" he stuttered after setting his prey down. "Y-you okay?" He picked up his food and limped forward, heading towards her nest.
He meekly stared at his paws, not knowing what else to do. The first-time father was so embarrassed.
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 18, 2008 12:33:20 GMT -5
spectreflame The longhaired she-cat barely noticed Crestedfire as he padded into thev nursery, her whole body ringing with pain. At his words she let out a thin hiss. "Do I look alright?" she spat furiously. Spectreflame sucked in breath, her blue eyes filling with tears. Suddenly the pain lowered a notch. And there was a small, bedraggled bundle, mewling on the ground. It's ginger fur was plastered to it's body in a bloody mess. Spectreflame sank her claws into the mossy bedding and began to shred it, moaning under her breath. The pain was rising again, until it suddenly wavered, and another kit was born. Spectreflame expected to go through the same as the last two times, but now the pain rose so much that she physically cried out, and another kit was born only seconds after the one before. They were alike in looks, both seeming grubby white, their coats covered in gore.
The pain was fading now. Spectreflame let her head fall onto her paws. She was exhausted. She felt like she had just fought a badger and lost. She didn't even look at the kits, let alone clean them up. She simply shut her eyes, breathing in a shallow, rapid way. |
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Post by (aurora) of the problematique on Sept 18, 2008 12:56:12 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 flinched at her cutting words, biting back the urge to cry. He stumbled forward and nosed them up onto the bed, wordlessly licking them since Spectreflame wasn't doing it. He sat down next to the bed and set his pace on cleaning his kits.
"C-can I choose the names?" Since she wanted nothing to do with them, he figured he might get used to doing things solo.
Die here with me we feel this pain no longer
For now and ever we will be
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Post by Spice..xx on Sept 18, 2008 14:20:42 GMT -5
Darkmagic[/size][/font] The black and white female blinked her eyes open as she heard a low moan and hiss coming from the other side of the nursery. She sat up but paused as Crestedfire entered, then realising that Spectreflame must be kitting. Wuietly she sat until the pairs murmered voices had lowered, then she stepped forwards. "Would you like me to go and fetch Dancinghare?" she asked, not directing the question at either of them in particular. She smiled as she saw the kits but did not say anything, as she could feel how tense the situation was anyway. Smokekit[/size][/font] The little grey kitten sat up behind her mother as she felt Darkmagic move. Stretching she peered over to the other side of the nursery. Seeing the little kits she squealed, nudging her brothers. "Look guys! Kits!" she whispered before padding over to the adult cats. She turned her gaze to Crestedfire as Spectreflame had her eyes shut. "They are very pretty kits Mister Crestedfire" she said seriously to him, her eyes wide and glittering as she looked to the little kits. Honeykit[/size][/font] As voices entered her ears the little brown adn white kitten opened her eyes, wriggling around as the gently snoring forms of her siblings next to her shuffled in their sleep. She sat up with a loud sigh and then saw the kits. Her eyes filled with excitement and she quickly began battering her siblings with her paws. "Look see guys! Lil kits! Aren't they just so cute! I liek kits, they are all little and cute and fluffy and they have little paws and little ears and little noses and...." she continued to babble on, her amazement at the kits clear. [/sub]
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Post by [xoxo] shard. :) on Sept 18, 2008 15:51:24 GMT -5
Shardfeather
Touch me, it's so easy to leave me
All alone with the memory
Of my days in the sun[/center] Ears perked and whiskers twitched. Pupilless eyes flickered open, and silver-pelted limbs stretched. A pink nose lifted, and jaws parted slightly. Yes, kits were being born. Shardfeather had finally accepted the fact that he wouldn't have kits or a mate for a long time. He hadn't been so depressive lately, but you can't really say that he'd been happy. He was more...indifferent, and he helped his Clan as much as he could with his disability. The warrior calmly exited the den and scented the air once more. They were Spectreflame's kits, his foster sister's kits, his nieces and nephews (well, nephew in this case). He entered the nursery with a subtle smile on his face. "Congratulations," he mewed quietly, sitting beside Crestedfire and helping to clean the kits.[/size][/blockquote] |
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Post by (aurora) of the problematique on Sept 18, 2008 23:36:22 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] "Um...sure...thanks, Darkmagic," Crestedfire said. He certainly didn't know what else to do. He was freezing up right now, just kind of running on adrenaline. "S-spectreflame, hurry and g-g-get better. The Gathering's tonight and Firestar wants you to go." He bent his ears back as the two kits came near, knowing his mate would snap out at them. He hastily shhh'd them, waving his large paws.
"Hey, hey, let's play the quiet game, okay? They're newborns so they need to sleep a lot." He tried to flash one of his trademark lopsided smiles to hide his nervousness but he think he failed. Instead, he turned to Shardfeather, who began cleaning his children. He felt a foreign stab of protectiveness well up in him, and for a moment, his berserker stage screamed out in his mind, demanding to know why he wasn't ripping up the blind tom into shreds for touching the three babies he loved immediately.
"Um...thanks," he decided to say instead.
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 19, 2008 9:42:34 GMT -5
spectreflame The white she-cat flicked her tail at Crestedfire's request. She couldn't care less what her kits were called. She didn't even want to think about them. Spectreflame turned her face away from the gradually thickening crowd. But as the high-pitched voices of two kits filled her ears, it was too much. The queen turned and heaved herself to her paws with surprising speed, swaying on her paws so that she nearly squashed one of her newborns. "Go away!" she snarled. Her vision swam and she quickly sat down, her legs crumpling beneath her. Spectreflame ignored Shardfeather. She shot Crestedfire a glance. He was pandering over the kits, with their damp fur and odd faces. He was their father. But she wasn't their mother. Yes, she'd given birth to them, but she wasn not their mother. Usually she-cat's would become a mother to their kits whilst they grew in their stomach, but not Spectreflame.
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Post by (aurora) of the problematique on Sept 19, 2008 10:30:55 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] Crestedfire flinched when Spectreflame roared out. "Aah...." He didn't know what to say. Instead, he turned away from his mate and stared down at his children. "Um...H-h-hornetkit for this one...." He swallowed, stuttering consuming him. "N-nymphkit..." He smiled at this one, nosing the little she-cat. "A-a-and F-forestkit." He patted his tomkit, scooping him deftly out of the way when his mate nearly stepped on him.
He dropped down to his side, trying not to cry, and curled up around the three. They mewled for milk, something he was not able to give them, and so he lifted up his large head. "Can you feed them, Darkmagic?" It was obvious Spectreflame had kept her promise about wanting nothing to do with them.
Die here with me we feel this pain no longer
For now and ever we will be
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Post by Spice..xx on Sept 19, 2008 16:35:41 GMT -5
Darkmagic[/size][/font] Darkmagic bristled as she saw Spectreflame snap at the kits, especially Smokekit, but instead of arguing with the white warrioress, as the black and white femme normally would have she chivvied the pair back to the nests. "Spectreflame's tired little ones. Leave her in peace" she said to them quietly before hurrying out to get Dancinghare. She yowled into his den for him, or at least Harmonypaw, before turning back to the nursery. She entered in time to hear them named and then listened to Crestedfire's question. She felt her heart break for him, he didn't know what to do and Spectreflame really was being horrific. "Of course I'll suckle them Crestedfire. Bring them over to my nest" she murmered to him, gently picking up Nymphkit and laying the little female next to her as she was joined by her siblings. Smokekit[/font] Smokekit hissed quietly as Spectreflame snapped at her and Honeykit but she heeded her mothers words and went back to the nest, plopping down on her rear to watch the scene in front of her. She purred as her mother returned, even happier to see she was bringing the kits with her. Smokekit shoved her brothers out the way and lay down next to one of the little kittens, marvelling at how large she seemed in comparison to it. She licked the kits tiny head with her little tongue, her eyes glowing as she watched it wriggle and squirm. [/sub]
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Post by Wolf on Sept 20, 2008 10:49:55 GMT -5
Dancinghare You had demons to kill within you screaming...The medicine cat hurried from his den and quickly entered the nursery carrying a mouthful of herbs. He padded to Spectreflame and placed the borage down beside her. "Congratulations, Spectreflame." He meowed softly. "You should eat this, it'll help you to feed the kits well." He indicated the borage. He looked down at the little kits. "Would it be ok with you if I check your kits over quickly?" |
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Post by (aurora) of the problematique on Sept 20, 2008 11:18:16 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] Crestedfire nodded meekly, picking up his kits and carrying them over to Darkmagic. That's when Dancinghare showed up. The large ginger mewed balefully, bending his ears back. "Um...sure...go ahead." He wasn't about to deny the medicine cat when he knew next to nothing about babies. He looked over at Darkmagic. "I...can h-h-help you if you need it." He pushed aside the fact that he was injured, keeping to his wobbling paws and mustering up the strength to stay upright. "I don't know what to...to do, but I can learn." He tried to smile.
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 20, 2008 12:42:23 GMT -5
// Spectreflame will nurse them, just not yet. Say when all the cats are at the Gathering Spectreflame goes to see them. She sits down and one tries to suckle. She let's it grudgingly. Then she decides to nurse them for herself. ^^ |
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Post by fernie. (: on Sept 20, 2008 13:45:58 GMT -5
sunsetkit.[/colour] A small, raven head popped into the nursery, smelling something strange as she sat outside cleaning herself with her tiny tongue. Sunsetkit saw the new kits by Spectreflame's side, and her eyes grew big and wide. 'Oh my goodness, oh my goodness!' she said, padding closer, but not close enough to invade. She passed Smokekit as she left, grinning madly at her. She hadn't heard Spectreflame snap at Honeykit and Smokekit, and stood there looking at the tiny, new kits. 'Ooh, Crestedfire, your kits are cutee!' she said, still grinning widely. [/size]
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Post by KURI. (happy birfday to me :D) on Sept 20, 2008 15:44:17 GMT -5
ooc* Sunsetpaw's been apprenticed... o__o *pokes my secret && lullaby*
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Post by fernie. (: on Sept 21, 2008 14:33:10 GMT -5
[[Ahh, crap -_- sorry guys, just ignore my post then. In my defence, I haven't been so active just now! xD That's a bad excuse...]] [/size] |
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Post by (aurora) of the problematique on Sept 21, 2008 18:18:41 GMT -5
ooc;// Cresty's still kinda dodgy about it because he doesn't want her to hurt them so he gave them to Dark until Spectre calms down.
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