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Originally Posted by Empress Of Evil
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Lilypelt padded into the nursery with a bunch of fresh moss in her mouths. Her swollen belly made her pawsteps slow and not very graceful. She dropped the fresh moss beside her nest and started to pull apart the old moss. She quickly remade her nest and reached to grab the old moss. Suddenly, a sharp pain hit her in the belly and she felt herself starting to clumsily fall down. Lilypelt lay on her side, her breathing becoming slightly more ragged. She opened her jaws to call out for Gorsefeather when another sharp pain bolted through her angrily. The kit's were coming.
-Time Skip-
Lilypelt was quite tired but she looked down joyfully at the five kits that lay at her belly. "Gorsefeather!", Lilypelt called. It wasn't a very loud call as she didn't want to wake up anyone who was sleeping. Lilypelt doubted her mate would've heard her but she didn't mind too much. She wanted Gorsefeather to be here, but she wouldn't leave her kits. She once again looked down fondly at her kits and smiled at them as they suckled. Welcome to WindClan my dears.
Gorsekit gasped as he felt a cold air hit him. He waved his tiny paws around blindly, seeing as he couldn't really see due to his closed eyes. A lovely scent suddenly hit him and he scrabbled around, trying to reach his destination. The newborn kit felt other furry bodies pressed against him but he didn't really pay attention to them. He found what he had been searching for and started to suckle. Curing the small hunger in his belly. |
Gorsefeather rushed into the nursery after hearing his named called. His eyes widened in surprise as he stared down at Lilypelt and his newborn kits. He couldn't surpress a wide eyed smile. He truly loved Lilypelt and his kits. Gorsefeather neared Lilypelt and settled down beside her to get a better look at the kits. "Welcome to WindClan, my kits." He mewed silkily. He gazed at Lilypelt and then the kits. Oh, how much he admired them both.
Charredkit squirmed around and mewed softly before fighting back his siblings to get to the source of milky scent that was flowing to his nostrils. He let out a little wail and waved his paws around frantically. His mouth opened and he began to paw in the direction of Lilypelt.