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The night felt strangely cold when she entered the nursery to take shelter. Her paws led her to her warm nest, in which she settled down. Her worries weren’t gone, however. The molly had been feeling so awfully restless once again, unable to find sleep however much she tried. Her thoughts were running rampant again, worry still pulled at her every being each time she glanced down and remembered the situation she was in.
She had promised them to try. She would try, and try her best. But that didn’t make it any less scary or difficult. Very soon now, and she still felt so unprepared.
Looking out towards the nursery’s mouth, wishing she could see the stars from where she lay, the molly’s breathing ever so slowly paced itself to a calm rate as her eyelids grew heavier by the moment and perhaps, with some luck, she would be able to drift off into a peaceful sleep.
Until she felt a sharp pain.
No, no no no no no,,
Three kittens. Three pale little kittens. All three motionless.
Furiously and in distress, Nightshiver licked each little kitten one after the other, and repeat. She nudged them gently, begged ever so silently and again and again licked their tiny bodies in hope of any sign on life. Anything.
She kept on trying for what felt like an eternity, but when nothing came, exhausted and with little strength, the white queen had to stop. She couldn’t go on. She had to realise it had been too long. They weren’t going to live, however much she kept trying.
Tears filled her eyes to the brim and soaked the soft fur of her cheeks. Out of breath, she couldn’t find the voice to ask for help, for experience – a medicine cat, even. She couldn’t do it as she looked upon the unmoving bodies laying by her tummy.
Why?
She asked herself, head leaning low over her kits.
She hadn’t… Wanted them, but she would’ve accepted them. Raised them, done her best. That’s what she had decided just days before, but now they weren’t even given the chance to live? Why? Was it a punishment for who their father was?
Or perhaps their loss was meant as an aid, one in which she wouldn’t have to care for them when she still felt so unprepared. But then why did it hurt so much?
Nightshiver couldn’t keep her tears from flowing, swallowing the sobs that could’ve surely woken all others up. The kits especially couldn’t see this, but it was so unfair. What was she supposed to do?
Cracking her eyes open to reveal the little one’s bodies once more, the queen took a shaky breath.
One of them looked so much like her brother. Wrapping her tail around them, she carefully pulled the small white kit with a dark dorsal stripe closer. “Mink...kit..”
Her voice was barely a whisper as she breathed her brother’s name, now belonging to her lost daughter as well. “Pea..cekit… Ho-hope..kit...”
Silently she gave each kitten a name, each named for something that should be strived for, kept and was dearly missed. Each named for something important.
Her eyes were still blurry with tears as she gazed upon the small litter of stillborns. Soon she would have to go bury their bodies, she... She didn't want them to know, to see, not yet. They couldn't. But just the thought felt so cruel, they didn’t even get a chance to live. Didn’t get the chance to experience anything. It was so, so unfair.
Was it her own fault?
Magpiekit couldn’t help the frown that appeared on her face. She definitely wasn’t going to admit it out loud, but Purekit typically was the more fashionable cat between the two of them. “Yeah, something different could be good.” At the suggestion of mushrooms, however, the small molly raised a brow. “Mushrooms? Are you sure? Don’t you think some cats might think that’s like, weird or something? How would you even use them?” She tried to picture how Purekit could pull off some sort of abstract mushroom accessory but it just wasn’t possible. If Purekit’s adventurous mindset was going to lead her there then perhaps she’d be better off sticking with the old flowers. Feeling a bit restless, Magpiekit stood up from her best and began pacing around as Purekit began the tales of her little excursion. By the time her sister was finished, there was a mark of distaste on her lips. “That’s it? You mean to tell me you went all that way, and all you did was eat some dead squirrel? You wasted like, so much opportunity. You could’ve been making a better name for yourself out there,” she scoffed, rolling her eyes a little. Purekit’s next words only irritated Magpiekit even further. ”Uh, no. You wish you were the most memorable cat here. First of all, I’m pretty sure that’s Dawnstar, followed by a pawful of warriors and apprentices. We’re like, not even the top of the nursery, and you running away probably didn’t help. Unless…” A small smirk lifted the corners of her mouth. ”What if we make up a story. Say you did some like, really cool stuff while you were out. And then, we brag about it to all the other kits and maybe the younger apprentices. That’ll make us more popular for sure.”
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Gloomkit awoke from a nightmare of a loud thunderstorm and terrible lightning and decided to distract herself with something fun. She spotted a bug and let out a big squeal as she smashed her paw down on the bug watching it get flattened," I, Gloomstar give you your rightful warrior name of Squishedbug!" she squealed laughing happily as she looked around for another beetle to squish slamming her paw down on the beetle gleefully giving it the warrior name of Flattenedbeetle before screeching," Bug Smash!" charging through the nursery looking for another beetle.
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Rufflekit had been going about his day as usual, searching for bugs that he could cuddle with. He finally sighted one, and was about to approach when... SLAM. The tom's eyes widened as someone slammed their paw onto the bug, squishing it. Quickly, he stumbled forward, his paws too big for his own good. The cashmere bengal glanced at the beetle, hoping it was still alive... but no. Terror glazed his eyes as he looked at the other kit. "Did you... did you... did you... smash the b- bug?" he inquired. "B- but... b- but how c- could you! The bug was gonna cuddle with me! Don't you know how cool they are?" Sighing, he rested his big head on the beetle corpse. "Look! S- so cuddly! Y'know, m-me and m- my siblings always g- go looking for bugs! B- but not to smash them! Can w- we.. re-alive it?" he asked, searching for the right word.
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Cricketkit let out a loud sigh, the edges of his moss nest ruffling from the breeze. His ginger fur stuck out at odd angles on his tiny body, evidence of his long nap. "I bored!" He meowed to no in particular. "Play!" Green eyes quickly scanned the nursery. Who wanted to play with him? Mantiskit? Grubkit? A new friend?
The small young fluffy kit's yellow eyes flashed around the nursery to watch every single one of his denmates. He was often just there to survey, but maybe it was about time he talked to one of them. He saw a kit by himseleves. Waspkit moved over to them, slowly. "I wants to play this game that you speak of.", he meowed, lifting his paw up to raise one of his toes up. His long claws could be shown. Why did he have to be so odd? No wonder why he didn't have any friends.
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Rufflekit had been going about his day as usual, searching for bugs that he could cuddle with. He finally sighted one, and was about to approach when... SLAM. The tom's eyes widened as someone slammed their paw onto the bug, squishing it. Quickly, he stumbled forward, his paws too big for his own good. The cashmere bengal glanced at the beetle, hoping it was still alive... but no. Terror glazed his eyes as he looked at the other kit. "Did you... did you... did you... smash the b- bug?" he inquired. "B- but... b- but how c- could you! The bug was gonna cuddle with me! Don't you know how cool they are?" Sighing, he rested his big head on the beetle corpse. "Look! S- so cuddly! Y'know, m-me and m- my siblings always g- go looking for bugs! B- but not to smash them! Can w- we.. re-alive it?" he asked, searching for the right word.
Gloomkit didn't mean to upset Rufflekit, she was just practicing hunting so she would be good at hunting when she became an apprentice. She stopped glancing at Rufflekit and back at the bug. She gently poked the bug, it looked dead to her," I don't think so, but maybe Elmshadow and Ivysnake can fix it?" she asked pausing," I was just practicing hunting so I'd be good at catching prey when I was an apprentice. But I'm okay collecting them for now" she meowed. She realized she could practice stalking, sneaking up on the bugs, but this time, she'd have to not kill it. That would be okay she supposed. Not as fun as squashing them, but she'd have company at least.
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Gloomkit awoke from a nightmare of a loud thunderstorm and terrible lightning and decided to distract herself with something fun. She spotted a bug and let out a big squeal as she smashed her paw down on the bug watching it get flattened," I, Gloomstar give you your rightful warrior name of Squishedbug!" she squealed laughing happily as she looked around for another beetle to squish slamming her paw down on the beetle gleefully giving it the warrior name of Flattenedbeetle before screeching," Bug Smash!" charging through the nursery looking for another beetle.
Mosskit
Mosskit was sleeping in her, nest, her paws tucked in. She smelled another cat, and felt her vibrations. Mosskit could feel the kit running everywhere around the den.
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