[_Nacht_Mango-_-]

Originally Posted by Estelle

The painful screeches were unmistakable, and luckily Mossfreckle had soon joined the kitting queen's side, just as Nightshiver had, offering the molly a stick to bite on to help ease the pain; something customary from the youth.

Eyes flashing about the den, she gave a dutiful nod - keeping the surrounding area in mind to steer away any curious kits to so the medic may work, a relieved feeling overcoming her senses when she spotted the burnet. Elmshadow's were still clear in her mind; any other herb could endanger the situation.

A certain anxiety seeped in as heard of a kit coming backwards, one she had to dampen down and burry. If a kit came backwards then the head could get stuck, she shallower thickly, but forced an easy smile upon her face as she tenderly looked down at Mothcloud.

"You a-are... in... good - good..paws."
She tried to reassure the queen, and encourage the healer alike as she gave him a gentle nod.
"You b-broutht... burnet. That is... Good. A-any... Any other... herb...could be... dangerous, Elm..shadow... said."
She added quietly, before moving to aid however she could.
"You can...d-do.. this. We will... get... your son. I...I know... it is.... difficult. But... breathe, in... and out. We're here... to help you. The herb... will help you, if... if you can...take it."

Her eyes briefly moved up, a silent question of whether she should get Fallenmoon now, or if Mossfreckle would rather she stay with Mothcloud as well -- Nightshiver could only hope this would proceed without issue. If the kits truly were at risk of being upside down she did not know how to check; she might be able to help in getting them through, if massaging the queen's side could help or gently pulling if needed, but... She hoped Mossfreckle had a better idea for the situation.


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Mothcloud looked up, grabbing the stick gratefully, once another contraction came she bit down, the stick cracking ever so slightly. The queen strained gently, pushing once out of instinct which seemed to send some more blood and nasty liquid gushing out. Mothcloud looked at Mossfreckle, nodding gently to the medicine cat's words. "Elmshadow helped me with my last kitting." Mothcloud meowed carefully, pain filling her voice but she forced down the pain with a hiss. The ginger and white Molly winced as she could feel something. A kit poking out, and sure enough it was hind legs first, and to make things so totally better, the amniotic sac was already broken. The wet legs of the kit nearing the area to crown. Mothcloud gave a gentle wail, her wails seemingly getting more tired as she pushed unwillingly, "Oh Starclan please." The queen whimpered. Mothcloud looked around hurridely, her eyes scanning the entrance. "Fallenmoon" Mothcloud whispered her sons name. "Wait..... Oh wait! I can get him over here, he's always paying attention for..." Mothcloud trailed off, giving a growl as pain settled in once more. "Oh-" Mothcloud gasped, suddenly lurching as she felt nausea. Mothcloud quickly picked up a chunk of moss, weakly rolling it under her paw and growling once more, positioning herself more up, she tossed the moss ball and watched it roll. "ok please work" Mothcloud meowed quietly, giving a short purr as it rolled out into the nursery clearing.

As Mothcloud purred, her sitting up seemed to've help a little bit. "Oh, oh it feels much better. Still hurts like a thorn in your paws for sure." Mothcloud grumbled through gritted teeth, wailing once again as the kit seemed to be fighting it's way out. "I seriously think there clawing at me!" Mothclouds wailed in pain, wiggling which didn't exactly help her situation.

Suddenly, as Mothcloud's wail came, Fallenmoon appeared at the entrance, he'd scented the blood of his mother and the distress in the air. Racing over the Tom had skidded to the entrance, his eyes wide with worry as he gently went over to his mother, Fallenmoon nuzzled her cheek gently, pinning his ears as he could tell she was wailing. "Mom...." He whispered, settling beside her head, tucking his tail under him as he gently licked her ears. Trying to sooth her, Mothcloud licked his ear gently but Fallenmoon could still sense her distress. He could find the words....... well he couldn't hear the words to say them. But he wanted to know if his mother was ok. "Mom..." Fallenmoon meowed again, looking worriedly at Mossfreckle, gently licking his mother's ears to keep her headache calm. His mother was defidently on her last litter, her first litter had been one containing about 7-8 kits. Fallenmoon was the last of it, now this litter was going to be a big one as well Fallenmoon could tell. Fallenmoon took after his father, whom had been executed for the murder or many innocent Shadowclan cats and kittypets alike. His jet black fur, muscular yet lean build. He'd gotten his mothers blue eyes and softness. Regardless of that, Mothcloud didn't deserve this, The pain, Fallenmoon knew the wails were filled with more than just the pain of the kits, it was the pain of her past. Losing both fathers of her litters, losing all of her first litter but one, Fallenmoon was determind to keep this litter alive and safe.

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