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Originally Posted by Empress Of Evil
Lilypelt purred and reached forward to brush her muzzle against his lovingly. She was privileged to have a great mate like Gorsefeather. She looked back down at their kits fondly before looking back up. "What do you want to name them?", the queen asked. Their kits needed names and she had a few names in mind. (Sorry, writers block) |
(thats ok)
Gorsefeather's eyes were filled with love as he looked down at his newborn kits. Most of them had his qualities, all except one. A molly. He studied her for a moment before opening his maw to speak. "How Quillkit for her?" He mewed, flicking his tail to a fluffy grey-white molly-kit (idk XD).
Charredkit wiggled through his littermates and to the scent of milk. He reached his mother and began to suckle.