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Post by Dansen[Mouse] on Oct 3, 2008 18:22:51 GMT -5
.:Silverleaf:. "Littlefox!" The dappled queen cried out from the nursery as she felt her kits coming. She panted in her nest as blood was already soaking the nest. She feared something might be going wrong, but of course all queens are scared when its their first litter.
"StarClan, help me." She cried as she pushed, the first kit already coming out, a white she-kit with a faintly dappled pelt. She took another deep breath and pushed as a second kit came out, a dark striped tom. For the last one she took a moment to breath before giving one last push. The last kit was completely white, save two small gray spots that were atop her head. "My kits..." She murmured, smiling before she started to the last one.
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Post by (aurora) of the problematique on Oct 3, 2008 21:43:34 GMT -5
Timor mortis conturbat me, quilla inferno nulla est redemptio The fear of death torments me because, in Hell, there is no redemption
[/right][/size] Flurries of black, gray, and white fur shimmered under the light of the moon. Amber eyes darkened, narrowed at the sound of a queen in pain. The self-proclaimed guardian of the nursery thundered in with a quick survey of the area. Her nose scented blood, and she nodded. Silverleaf was kitting.
Solsticesong weaved her way into the nursery, checking on Fernpelt's kits with a observatory grunt and a pat on each of their heads before heading over to the new mother. "Should I fetch Freefang or would you prefer I stay here with you, as Littlefox is still at the Gathering?"
The Gathering should be ending soon, perhaps the Clan was riding home this very moment. Solsticesong waved her tail side to side, keeping a kind jovial expression so that Silverleaf wouldn't get agitated about anything. Moonlight shone down in tiny beams, illuminating portions of the nursery and the sparkling particles of the dust that kept the place company. The light caught in the older warrior's eyes, making them glint a bit. Solsticesong |
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Post by Dansen[Mouse] on Oct 4, 2008 7:20:29 GMT -5
.:Silverleaf:.
"No, stay with me for now, please." She asked, afraid something might still happen. This was her first litter and like any mother she still feared the worst. She looked down at her kits, her beautiful kits and realized that one of them looked like her. "Rainkit." She murmured, giving the she-cat a name already. She knew she would wait for Freefang to name the other two.
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Post by SHADE. :D on Oct 4, 2008 8:44:25 GMT -5
laurelkit A fluffy kitten padded around in a circle, trying to soften her nest. The tortoiseshell kitten glanced up at Petaldance. The queen was safely asleep, it seemed. With great care, Laurelkit stepped down from the mossy bed, leaving her two siblings curled up together. Laurelkit pricked up her ears with bright interest as she heard the voices up ahead. There were some pretty weird smells, too. Wrinkling her nose, Laurelkit rounded a corner on her soft white paws. She grinned as she spotted Silverleaf's kits. "Wow, babies!" she squealed, bouncing over. She squeezed between Solsticesong's forepaws, and then sat on them. "Wow, wow, look at them!" |
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Post by (aurora) of the problematique on Oct 4, 2008 13:14:02 GMT -5
Timor mortis conturbat me, quilla inferno nulla est redemptio The fear of death torments me because, in Hell, there is no redemption
[/right][/size] A curt nod from the warrior meant that Solsticesong would stay. "You're doing great," she said softly, smiling down at Silverleaf encouragingly. "They're beautiful."
The she-cat grunted when she felt a little body go under her, and she looked down, blinking when she saw Laurelkit. She smiled faintly and pushed her paws together when the she-kit sat on them. Solsticesong lowered her head and licked the femme between the ears.
"Aren't they pretty, Laurelkit? That one's Rainkit." The massive femme gestured to the first kit. Solsticesong |
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Post by SHADE. :D on Oct 5, 2008 5:57:44 GMT -5
laurelkit The tortoiseshell kitten leant forward, her green eyes spaekling with curiousity. She wanted to go closer, but understood that Silverleaf probably wouldn't want her too. At Solsticesong's words, she nodded enthusiastically. "Yeah, they're really cute!" she mewed happily. She frowned at them. "Did I look like that once?" She giggled, imagining herself as such a tiny, wrinkly little scrap. "Rainkit," she mewed, tasting the name. She nodded, as though accepting her. "When she's older, I'm gonna be her friend," she mewed, certainty in her tone. She sniffed loudly, trying to scent what genders the other kits were. But all that filled her nostrils were the icky birthy smells and the smell of milk, which, unhelpfully, made her stomach rumble. "What are the other two called?" she asked eagerly. |
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Post by Dansen[Mouse] on Oct 5, 2008 6:20:54 GMT -5
.:Silverleaf:.
The queen smiled at Laurelkit as she started to picture her own kits being that hyper, bouncing all over the nursery walls, hoping and wishing that they would grow just a little faster so they could be apprentices sooner. Her thoughts came back as Laurelkit asked about the others.
Names popped into her mind and she knew Freefang wouldn't mind if she named them as well. "This only shall be Frostkit." She nosed the faintly dappled white she-kit, "And this one Whitekit." she nosed the pure white tom with the two spots atop his head.
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Post by (aurora) of the problematique on Oct 5, 2008 20:42:51 GMT -5
Timor mortis conturbat me, quilla inferno nulla est redemptio The fear of death torments me because, in Hell, there is no redemption
[/right][/size] Solsticesong smiled wryly down at Laurelkit. "Yes, yes you do," she murmered. The lass was practically the she-cat's godchild, and Solsticesong cared for Laurelkit and her siblings as if they were her own.
"Well I'm glad she'll have someone to play with already," the massive she-cat said before returning to Silverleaf to check up on her. "Frostkit and Whitekit? Pretty names." She nodded in approval down at the she-cat, patting Laurelkit on the head. "Will you be friends with them too?"
ooc;// We need more kits with color names. Bluekit, Redkit...
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Post by KURI. (happy birfday to me :D) on Oct 6, 2008 6:43:18 GMT -5
ooc* I want a Purplekit. : D
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Post by SHADE. :D on Oct 6, 2008 9:37:27 GMT -5
laurelkit The tortoiseshell kit beamed as Silverleaf named the other two kits. She nodded, her green eyes huge and glittering. Frostkit, and Whitekit! She wrinkled her nose as Solsticesong replied to her earlier question. "Really?" she mewed, pawing at her silky fur. She smiled hugely and nodded vigorously as Solsticesong questioned her. "Of course I'll be their friend!" She wriggled her hindquarters happily. "And we can all play together. Me and Whitekit and Frostkit and Rainkit... And Cacaokit and Willowkit and Brac-" She trailed off, looking at her paws. She had almost forgotten about her brother's disappearance. After a moment, she lifted her head to look at Silverleaf's wiggling, mewling kits. She promised herself not to let anything happen to these kits, like Brackenkit. She would protect them! Laurelkit puffed out her chest, trying to look more fearsome in the face of her new job. |
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Post by sandy on Oct 14, 2008 20:28:47 GMT -5
Freefang rushed into the den he wasn't sure what he had missed since he had be out hunting. He heard the mews of the kits and felt guilty for missing their birth. He sat down at Silverleaf's side. "I'm sorry" he mumbled to her. Freefang gently licked her ear and looked into her eyes. Then turning away he noticed Laurelkit and Solsticesong. "Hello" he mowed.
Freefang
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