[STRIKE] the harp and join the [CHORUS]

[all out JINX ♥]

. Rippedear .
. A year goes by and I can't talk about it .

The flame coloured pelt didn't look quite right against the wintry white of the snow that had been raging down onto the Black River for at the most of two days now. The tall shape of the female moved against the snow and it's cold bearings, the swollen belly was heaved carefully through the unknown forest that she trudged through. Her bright blue eyes wide with exhaustion as she looked to the starless sky, she couldn't tell if it was day or night anymore but that her red lids drooped heavily against her bright eyes. A silver flash eclipsed against the snow, the fae's head turned quickly as her eyes widened, the she-cat standing before her was an exact copy of her sister but this female had hints of the gray brown as her brother-in-law. 'Wake up, Rippedear, it's time' The windy like voice echoed into the fae's ears as she was in golfed into the nights endless black.

Pain seared Rippedear awake as her eyes still glistened with the grogginess of her dream, it had been awhile now since Littlefox had pointed out the obvious in saying that she was pregnant. By the time the medicine cat told her she was already awhile into her pregnancy. The pain the enveloped her came straight from her swollen belly, Rippedear lay in panic in her bed in the nursery, what should she do? Then the pain was so bad it made her let out a short cry, a small silver looking kit lay wet in the nest. As she reached to get it she saw small patches of amber covering the front of the kits chest. Even as the pain kept coming Rippedear tensely licked the kit clean.

[MIMPPHI. \\]

phantomthief

The fluffy shape passed purposefully by the warmth of the nursery, his pupiless cyan eyes mindlessly ventured into the entrance of the nursery. He caught the sight of the amber fur of his mate, though he knew another female that was nursing kits with an amber pelt but the sight of one of her white paws told him it was Rippedear. Phantomthief smiled and headed through the snow, the white flakes didn't bother him that much because of his thick pelt. But a cry from in the nursery made him wheel on his paws and bolt through the entrance of the den, his cyan eyes widened as he saw a small kit at his mates paws. "I'll get Prophecyteller or Littlefox!" It was only a whisper when he spoke but close enough to a normal speech as he bolted out to get either medicine cats, "Littlefox! Prophecyteller! Come quick! Come quick!" Phantomthief stopped in the entrance, making snow fly around him more then it needed to.