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Originally Posted by Brilliance
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Originally Posted by Beau
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Originally Posted by Viper
It was obvious which of the two tiny balls of fluff was the smallest, it was the she-kit. The newborn squeaked softly as she squirmed blindly around the nest to reach her mother. Her squeaks rose in intensity as she got turned around and bumped into a tail. Shortly after the kitten's attempt to move closer to Dovecoo, her breathing leveled off as she fell asleep. The white ball of fluff was fast on her mother's tail |
The larger white tom-kit heard the other kitten's squeals and mews of protest in not being able to reach Dovecoo to nurse. The tom blindly picked up his head and craned it toward the other kit. He let out a loud squeal of hunger and blindly began half-crawling and half-dragging himself towards his mothers belly. Upon finally reaching her, the tom kit victorious began vigorously nursing. He purred loudly as his belly filled and kneaded his mothers stomach as he nursed. His tiny claws, not having the ability to re-tract his claws, pulled at his mothers belly fur.