Had she wanted to stick? Pit wasn't sure if she wanted the stick or something else, but the stick was the only thing he was in a position to give, so he pawed it over. The first kit came out, and he felt awful as Nala yowled. It was his fault, and he wished he could make her feel better, but he was fairly certain he couldn't. As the first two kits slid onto the moss, he looked at them, his eyes almost watering. They were perfect. Different, but perfect. He was content to let Nala do the naming. He didn't care so much what they were called, only that they were his and her kits.
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Tiny watched as the kits came. It looked very painful. It made her wonder very much if she ever wanted kits. Deciding to park that train of thought for a later date, she didn't have a mate or anything so why worry, she looked at the two, fluffy little balls. They were wet but fluffy, and looked about as cuddly as anything ever did, and she felt a bit of jealousy. They were Pit and Nala's, just like she was, except more so. Nala had given birth to them, they were actually related. And they were much smaller and cuter. She pushed it down, at least for the moment. @
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Peril