Adder was half listening to Wisteria, her brain running on overdrive as she tried to work out what she was going to do. Wisty was pregnant. Therefore, she would have to help her during her pregnancy. She would also have to help look after the kits. These were facts that could not be changed. She pushed away all the nasty dark thoughts of death and lies, at least for a while. "So what are we going to do? Your twolegs are going to be a lot more protective of you now, and they already don't like me. There's no way they will let me hang around here all the time." Ah yes, the twolegs. They had that gross kittypet food too. Who knew what was in it? It might have stuff that could harm the kits. Wisty was probably fine though, she hd been eating it all her life. "Do you think you should stop eating the stuff the twolegs give you? We don't know what it's made of. It could be filled with stuff that's dangerous for the kits. I can catch you more prey, cats have been eating mice and fish for countless moons. And maybe I could find some herbs to help?"
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Dreamheart (Hehehe now let the moon of trust issues and anxiety begin (:< )