Firestream
Former Thunderclan drama queen warrior
Lately, there'd been an influx of new faces around the community. Firestream had only settled here a few moons ago, deciding it's comfortable atmosphere and fairly friendly twolegs made it an acceptable home. It didn't take long for a pair of humans to take a liking to her and give her all she could ever want in her den. They were pleasant enough and spoiled her rotten so she stayed with them...Though, their constant doting was annoying.
A trill of frustration quietly left her throat as her human gave her head a friendly pat. Ugh, how rude! Now she had to redo all the work she put in to grooming her silky coat! Thoroughly bothered, the drama queen slid through the thin, flapping thing that was a portal into her new, albeit smaller yet it all belonged to her, territory. Sauntering across the freshly cut grassm she found her favourite warming rock and splayed out on it. Savouring the sunlight creeping through her soft fur.
Shifting slightly, she gave a huff of annoyance as she found it particularly difficult to move these days with her swollen belly and all that. She wasn't even that much! No way she was fat! It made no sense at all, she'd been as plump as a pigeon ever since meeting that hadnsome tom! What was his name again? Didn't matter, probably something stupid! Ow! A hiss of pain escaped her as she glared down at her stomach. What was that all about!? Was she sick?! Was she going to die!? Oh stars, that's enough sun for her! Slowly getting up, she plodded back into her den, even grumpier than before.