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Post by SHADE. :D on Nov 20, 2006 12:37:56 GMT -5
The gentle shadows of night consumed the body of the small cat. The cat's belly was swollen with unborn kits, and her bronze coloured fur caught the moonlight and glimmered. The she-cat wandered endlessly through the land, a smile faintly on her features. Her huge belly swung beneath her as she waddled.
Scrawltale gasped as darkness swamped her. It was not the pale gloom of night. It was pure blackness. Just like... Her mind shrieked with panic and she turned and fled, belly bumoing against her front legs. Her stomach felt like it was tearing apart with pain.
'Three will be yours for the taking, but one will be mine. You will never see your son's eyes open.'
Scrawltale gasped and awoke, drenched in sweat. It was only a dream. But the pains in her stomach did not subside. They were reality. Scrawltale could not stay curled up. She writhed on the floor for a few moments, her mind blank. Then her maternal instincts kicked in. She rolled onto her side, trying to slow and rapid, shallow breathing. It became a slow, rythmnitic blowing. In, out. In, out. But the kits were not appearing. She had watched plenty queens kit; the kits had come by now! Why wern't they coming? The pain tore at her insides, and she longed to lose control and but faint with agony. Her head swam as the aginy mounted. Was it over? Far from it. The first kit had not even appeared yet. Bloodwas spattering the nursery floor and its putrid scent flooded her nostrils and mind. Please, she thought desperately. Please let him smell the blood. Please. |
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Post by razor on Nov 20, 2006 12:47:06 GMT -5
Cursed green eyes shot open as the a stench of blood began to slowly drift into the warriors den. The true outcast of Eclipseclan lifted to his head, feathery wing tips twitching. What was going on. He threw a glance around the warriors den, beautiful sleek black body lifting itself gracefully as he inhaled the scent of blood deeply. The Nursery was it coming from, blinking a little dazedly he crept over to the body of Fennecmask and prodded his old apprentice sharply in the side with a gentle talon. "Your mate needs you" he murmured softly, silken tones rushing peacefully out. He knew that the two had mated, it was easy to see by the swell in his nieces belly and the love in Fennecmask's eyes that something add happened. Smiling a little as Fennecmasks eyes opened he pushed the tom up to his paws before dipping his head to him.
Fennecmask gasped softly, Ravencurse's voice filling his ears. Eyes opened groggily as he was nudged to his paws, only only seeing Ravencurse's dark eyes before the tom whisked off, this probably to find his sister Ameythyststar. He got to his paws and made a great few sprints to the nursery before he broke inside. "Scrawltale" he cried out jumping to her side. Oh blood, to much of it, what was happening. His eyes widened in shock as he licked her head slowly, "you can do it, come on, come on" he murmured his heart racing. |
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Post by SHADE. :D on Nov 20, 2006 12:58:29 GMT -5
The few seconds before her mate arrived stars, stars had dzzled her vision. Her head had lolled. But now her fading vision caught Fennecmask, and his anxious expression. For her. His anxiety, worry, for her. She couldn't just give up and die she couldn't let herself and her kits die, along with her mate's heart.
Trying again, Scrawltale rolled onto her side and strained. More blood smothered the floor. The whole nursery was filled with the stentch of blood. In a untainted corner, Jinxdancer huddled with her four cowering kits, who looked frightened beyond reason.
Suddenly Scrawtale's pupils shrank and she let out a bone rending shriek of agony. The first kit appeared, struggling in her bonds.
Frail again and gulping for breath, Scrawltale seized her courage befoe it failed her, pushing with al her might. A second kit pushed her way out, coughing terribly.
The next kits seemed too much. As though this kit was larger than the first two, Scrawltale strained harder and harder, her eyes shut tight. After a few sickening moments, two kits slid free. Attached. Their paws were interlinked, as though they would never let go of eachother. Scrawltale did not even have the strength to move her kits from their birth sacks. Her head sam, dropped, then filled with darkness....
Ooc; She will wak up soon. ^^ A medicine cat had to eperate the two toms while she was sleep. One of them's Beacankit. |
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Post by razor on Nov 20, 2006 13:11:02 GMT -5
ooc; The other ones Aspenkit. <3
All the way through the terrible progress Fennecmask kept right by her side, eyes watering with tears as he held her closely to him, not caring when her blood splashed onto him. His breathing was shallow though he licked her head while she was asleep, heart fluttering when the medicine cat came in. He watched the progress of the two kittens being separated as he slowly licked at his two daughters that had slipped free, he had stopped the ragged coughing of one and comforted the other while he lay curled at his mates side. [/center] |
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Post by SHADE. :D on Nov 20, 2006 13:13:19 GMT -5
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Post by razor on Nov 20, 2006 13:16:49 GMT -5
ooc; Bye. D=
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Post by SHADE. :D on Nov 20, 2006 13:42:37 GMT -5
Ooc; So Aspenkit was the first that came out, then Sunkit, then Beacankit and the dead one, attached.
Bic; Scrawltale awoke with a short gasp. The stale scent of blood and the much fresher scent of newborn kits filled her nostrils. She could feel a rough tongue rasping gently on her head. She peered at the four small bodies at her belly. She smiled. She'd done it!
Nosing each kit, she ound the last's body was cold, still and lifeless. Her eyes filled with tears. 'Three will we yours for the taking, but one will be mine... You will never see your son's yes open...'
The queen sighed, snuffling as her three kits licked at her belly. She looked up at her mate, pride shining in her yellow eyes. The time had come to name the kits.
"Aspenkit," she mewed. "Sunkit, and..."
The last creatue was tiny, thin and barely more than a skeleton. She gve him a loving lick. "Beacankit," Little one. |
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Post by razor on Nov 21, 2006 11:34:09 GMT -5
He smiled looking at the kits lovingly, ears perking when he heard the names. They where the ones that came into his dream. Licking at Scrawltales cheek he waited for the kits to start to suckle, yet one caught his attention. He blinked his pale green eyes down at Aspenkit, who you would expect like most kits to jump into life bouncily and start suckling right away. The kittens seemed far away, dazed almost, staring behind closed lids into thing he couldn't see. Nosing him forward a little he drew his tongue over the kits head. [/center] |
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Post by SHADE. :D on Nov 21, 2006 11:38:45 GMT -5
While Sunkit suckled noisily and Beacankit lay motionless beside Aspenkit, Scrawltale nosed them both worried. She picked them up and placed hem closer to her belly, where Beacankit snuggled. He did not suckle, but buried himself in in his mother's fur, cold, frail body frozen against her warm flank. |
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Post by razor on Nov 21, 2006 16:10:14 GMT -5
Aspenkit got up from the side of Sunkit and pushed himself close to Beancankit, keeping his brother warm with all the strength he could conjure. He was after all the largest one of the group. Sighing lightly be began to suckle, tail wrapping around Beacankits as he gaved blankly into the stomach of his mother. Fennecmask wrapped his tail around Sunkit and smiled gently at her. "Our beautiful children" he murmured softly. [/center] |
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Post by SHADE. :D on Nov 22, 2006 11:49:33 GMT -5
[ooc; I thought Aspenkit was a girl...?] |
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Post by razor on Nov 28, 2006 13:08:53 GMT -5
[[Noo..? o-o]]
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Post by SHADE. :D on Nov 28, 2006 14:44:31 GMT -5
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