"Do you think the kits are coming?" he asked concerned looking at her round belly
"I I dont-" she cut off as a strong ripple of pain rushed through her body she closed her eyes in pain "y-yes the kits are coming." taking a deep breath "Can y-ou get l-lost spark?' she asked as another wave of pain hit
"I I dont-" she cut off as a strong ripple of pain rushed through her body she closed her eyes in pain "y-yes the kits are coming." taking a deep breath "Can y-ou get l-lost spark?' she asked as another wave of pain hit
He nodded as he raced away.
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She moved up into a crouch and winced “please hurry frost cloud” she thought with deep breaths and sharp pain she laid back down in the nest pain in her face
Moonkit screamed. He felt older… wiser… stronger. Why?
Lightkit covered his/her ears with her paws. (Forgot gender) "Stop screaming please! It's hurting my ears"
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Silent Crow's heart raced with anticipation and a twinge of anxiety. This was her first litter, and she felt as if the world was on her shoulders. Her hear pounder as a tightness rang in her sides she winced in pain her mate frostcloud was not around but she knew he would be with her if he could she closed her eyes and felt the warm and comforting nursery that was well protected with brambles and lined with soft moss another jolt of pain passed through her and she pinned her ears ad winced once more
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ﾟ。 Mossfreckle (ShC)
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White tipped paws carried Mossfreckle to the nursery, his oriental shaped ears had perked at the slight pained huffs coming from its depths and as his freckled oriental shaped form pressed through the tightly knitted walls his mossy hues fell onto the form of Silentcrow as she panted through the pains of labour that were wracking her body. With silent ease, Mossfreckle came to sit near the kitting queen, his angular head leaning down to lick between her ears - she would need all the support she could get as he knew her mate was most likely unable to make it. As his head bobbed back up from its lowered state, calming tones slipped from his white maw, “I will be here if you need anything, but from the way things have been going I am sure that you will have a healthy kitting,” his words were kind but curt - he was not required to be there but he would be there because he knew it would make the Queen much more comfortable. As his mossy hues watched Silentcrow, Mossfreckle allowed himself to slip into the abyss of his mind and send an unspoken prayer up to Starclan… please let this all go well… he spoke into the skies of his mind.
Silentcrow was comforted by the medicine cat apprentice's words, which made her feel at ease. Silentcrow felt a sharp pain and saw her first kit, a tom with black fur and gray markings like hers. She moved the kit close to her belly, knowing there were still more kits to come. "He—" she stopped before she could speak, as another ripple of pain lashed through her, and her second kit was born: another black kit with markings like hers. Two more kits were born that night. The third, a white she-kit looking like her father, and the last, the smallest of them all, was a white tom with brown markings. He didn't look much like her or Frostcloud, but she would still love him just as much. She looked up at Mossfreckle and then back at her kits, nestled close to her warm belly. "They are beautiful," she said, looking lovingly at her kits. Her eyes gleamed with pride as she cleaned her kits. "I think I'll name the first one Smokekit for his gray markings," she considered. Looking at the black she-kit, she said, "I'll name her Cottonkit for her cloudy markings," as she licked the she-kit. "For the other she-kit, I'll name her Skykit." Her gaze met the last kit, who was smaller than the rest. "I'll name him Thornkit, for I know he will grow into a fierce warrior," she declared, licking the small tom. "Thank you, Mossfreckle," she said, giving him a lick of gratitude.silent crow was tired now and was ready for a rest
Silentcrow was comforted by the medicine cat apprentice's words, which made her feel at ease. Silentcrow felt a sharp pain and saw her first kit, a tom with black fur and gray markings like hers. She moved the kit close to her belly, knowing there were still more kits to come. "He—" she stopped before she could speak, as another ripple of pain lashed through her, and her second kit was born: another black kit with markings like hers. Two more kits were born that night. The third, a white she-kit looking like her father, and the last, the smallest of them all, was a white tom with brown markings. He didn't look much like her or Frostcloud, but she would still love him just as much. She looked up at Mossfreckle and then back at her kits, nestled close to her warm belly. "They are beautiful," she said, looking lovingly at her kits. Her eyes gleamed with pride as she cleaned her kits. "I think I'll name the first one Smokekit for his gray markings," she considered. Looking at the black she-kit, she said, "I'll name her Cottonkit for her cloudy markings," as she licked the she-kit. "For the other she-kit, I'll name her Skykit." Her gaze met the last kit, who was smaller than the rest. "I'll name him Thornkit, for I know he will grow into a fierce warrior," she declared, licking the small tom. "Thank you, Mossfreckle," she said, giving him a lick of gratitude.silent crow was tired now and was ready for a rest
The kitten was not yet aware of his new life and merely reached out for the warmth surrounding him, squirming among his litter mates, though not making a single pip. The kitten wheezed a bit as his siblings pushed him away easily and his own little paws couldn't push back or back near the warmth of his mother. The squeak he tried to push out of his lungs made no noise, so he just attempted to squirm, instinctively attempting to catch his mother's attention in any way that he could, driven by what his little mind would understand later as fear.
The kitten was not yet aware of his new life and merely reached out for the warmth surrounding him, squirming among his litter mates, though not making a single pip. The kitten wheezed a bit as his siblings pushed him away easily and his own little paws couldn't push back or back near the warmth of his mother. The squeak he tried to push out of his lungs made no noise, so he just attempted to squirm, instinctively attempting to catch his mother's attention in any way that he could, driven by what his little mind would understand later as fear.
she licked her kit clean and moved him closer to her admiring him her first born kit and the biggest of the bunch
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