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Post by KURI. (happy birfday to me :D) on Oct 7, 2008 17:28:19 GMT -5
This couldn't be happening.
She trembled and twitched, her tongue in knots. The little ginger she-cat was standing outside the medicine cat's den, her eyes wide with fear. Limeblossom didn't want the truth. It would be horrible, whether her recent sickness was what she thought it was or not. If she really was... pregnant (it was hard to even think the word) then she had no idea what she was going to do. She couldn't be a mother! She wasn't good enough! And yet, if it wasn't preganacy, what was it? The thought made her step just a bit closer. She could have told Toweringheart, but... she was afraid of that, too. He'd be so happy, but what if she wasn't expecting his kits?
That was why she had to do this alone. She swallowed her fear and called out in a high, trilling voice that betrayed every shard of fear that gnawed at he belly: "L-L-L-Littlefox?" [/blockquote]
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