[Cosmo]

Originally Posted by Constellation

Honeythistle walked past his mate, brushing his tail alongside her as he started padding towards the territory. Hunting was a great way to past time, and if Pearlstream wanted to hunt, he would hunt with her. For Honeythistle, he always wanted to do whatever pleased his mates. They were so obedient and loving towards him. It was the best he could do to repay them. All except for Strawberrythorn, who had the slickest mouth he had ever experience.

Yet, he could never understand why he took her in as his mate...was he crazy in love in the moment? The tom didn't know, but she would always be his heart no matter what. Just like Pearlstream was his world. Though she recently had one litter--finally, after trying so long. Though this kit was the tiniest of them all, very small; a runt. The kit was in the nursery with his other queens. He imagined Pearlstream wanted to spend time with him, so she left their kit in the care of his other mates. No doubt, Mothflower was there doting over the little ones.

The tom embraced the crisp air of the territory, hoping to detect a scent of any kind. ''You sure you're still up for hunting, my world? After all, I didn't think you would recover so quickly after a recent litter.'' Truth be told, he had fallen in love with the molly, upon first seeing her. Where she had been a warrior, and he, himself already had a mate. He thought he was cheating on his mate for he looked and dreamed about the other she cat, but he figured he could love them both, so he turned on his charms to land himself in his world's heart. Hadn't it worked?

@Little Bird

Pearlstream brushed her tail affectionately across his flank. "It was only one kit." she sighed, again wishing she had had more kits. She put on a bright face though. She loved her kit, with all her heart, and she wanted to get back to camp so she could check on it, but she still wished she had had more.
Her kit was a runt anyway. Honeythistle's other mates had had bigger stronger kits, and more kits. It made Pearlstream feel bad about herself. She smiled warmly at Honeythistle, not wanting him to think it was his fault.

The small Asian Burmilla molly kept on padding forward. She wasn't sure if she should say anything else. Maybe that she was fine. "I'm fine." she reassured him, hoping he wouldn't realize she had been pouting just a while ago. Or the reason she had been pouting. He probably wouldn't like it if she was pouting over not having as many kits as his other mates. He would probably lecture her. If not get really annoyed.