[poppy]

Dovefluff

The usually gentle and kindly queen was definitely growing more and more short tempered with each day she had to go by with what felt like twenty kids in her stomach. Wiping away her tears of frustration, the molly propped herself up with one paw before giving up and laying awkwardly on the ground. Whatever. She was too tired and freaking HUGE to care.

Staring at the tom, she blinked blearily at him. His eyes were the same color as Lioncrest's. After a moment, she came to the very obvious decision (in her mind). Lioncrest's are prettier. I hope ALLLLLLL the kits have his eyes. And his fur. But did she really want a whole litter of kids that looked nothing like her? Maybe not ALLL the kids. Just like... some.

Briefly, she wondered if Lioncrest would get mad at her for talking to another tom like Darklight did, but she brushed it away. Lioncrest wasn't like Darklight. If anything, he would like her making friends! More aunts and uncles for their kids. "Starving. I could eat allllll of ShadowClan." She mumbled, slightly out of it. But that was okay. She was sick, and she was tired, and she was making new life inside of her. She could sound like an idiot. Dove had the right to sound dumb.

"Is that stuff poisoned? Because I already had some poison and it's grossss." She slurred out, sticking her tongue out slightly. Poison bad. REGULAR food was good. Dove fixed her sapphire gaze on the rabbit ravenously, and if she wasn't so weighed down, she would probably swallow the whole thing, bones and fur and all. That was how big of an appetite she had. Gone was the classy, polite warrior she had been, and in it's place was the hormonal mess of a queen.

[ @CattleCaller. ]