March 4th, 2024, 01:39 AM
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*rattles cage* LEMME OUT
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Re: WindClan Galewood
Firestorm
Ultimate Predator: Inactive | Burn Baby Burn | Monkey’s Paw
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Feeling a bit queasy, Firestorm initially planned to skip the meeting altogether and remain in her mate's den. Despite that, however, she decided she should at least attempt to kind of keep tabs on the rest of the clan now that she basically lived in a form of isolation alongside Lightningstorm. Stretching her short limbs, the small she-cat sat at the entrance of the medicine cat's den, wrapping her tail around herself protectively. She wasn't very noticeably pregnant physically -- her stomach not swelling yet, however, the cat in her dream had told her that she'd notice after about two weeks when granting her wish, and the constant feeling of sickness was clearly what it meant. It sucked. A lot. However, if this is what it took to start a family with Lightningstorm, then she'd be willing to deal with the constant throwing up and lack of appetite.
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