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Originally Posted by Suspiciousmindz

At her mates response, she couldn't help but feel a little more embarrassed. This was the last thing she wanted to feel right now! Amberstrike thought for a moment before simply shaking her head. She couldn't be picky right now with the shortage of prey. She'd settle for anything really, as long as she produced enough milk for her kits. "Anything works for me, just make sure you grab something for yourself too. I don't want to be the only one eating," she replied with a small chuckle. She quickly raised her head and gave him a small nudge.

Oakenfur gently lowered his head to press his nose against Amberstrike's with a deep, rumbling purr before making his way out of the nursery. A few moments passed, and Oakenfur came back with a rabbit clenched between his jaws for the both of them to share. Resting the hare down in front of Amberstrike, Oakenfur once more curled his body around her, his head resting on hers for a moment. The warmth of the nursery, as opposed to the sharp chilly air outside, made him drowsy. His gaze focused lovingly on his mate, waiting for her to begin eating before he would.

Originally Posted by king kaleb!

@Rubinaito

daydream was...a bit worried for their clan. with all of the violence going on, it wasnt healthy. for anyone. no kit to grow up in, no queen to stress about, which is why they were here. they slipped into the den, keeping low to the ground from the height. they didnt want any queen or kit to be influenced by the fighting going on outside of these walls. so, here they were. their gaze shifted from kit to kit, making sure everything was in check.

Hiraethkit sat with her tail curled around her paws and her eyes focused on the nursery entrance with a rather serious expression in her eyes. When Daydream walked in, Hiraethkit focused her soft gaze on the medicine cat, her ocher pools gleaming with faint curiosity. She stood up, her attention wholly focused on the other cat as she wove around kits and mothers to get a closer look at Daydream. "You're the Medicine Cat." She observed, sliding her two paws together and taking a seat. She flicked an ear, vaguely hearing the sounds of battle not too far away, and her typical frown only deepened as a result. WindClan and ThunderClan's pettiness against each other is dragging the rest of us in as well. She noted disapprovingly, then looked up at Daydream. "Would you need help in the Medicine Den after they're done fighting?" She asked, her paws itching to follow after Daydream into he medicine den. She wanted to become the older cat's apprentice, and she was just a moon away from becoming old enough to start training.