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Post by VIXENCLAW on Oct 27, 2021 10:45:58 GMT -5
(I'm just gonna have one she-kit, Copperkit!)
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Post by Icefire15 on Oct 27, 2021 10:51:45 GMT -5
Heyo. I’m hereish. It’s slow at work right now, but could get busy, so I may poof)
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Post by Moonblazer on Oct 27, 2021 11:02:19 GMT -5
Assurance flooded Brownleaf as Meadowbrook's scent washed over him, they touched noses. Of course, she could commit the most heinous crimes, but he would always be the same star-struck tom. "Feel them?" He swallowed, moving his eyes to her swollen belly. Carefully, he lifted one paw to rest against it, eyes widening as he felt a nudge. (Three daughters then! Sounds good!) “See? They already know you’re their father, I like to think.” Meadowbrook teased, tossing her eyes fondly as she flicked her tail and looked at Brownleaf with a look of determination. “We’ll teach them everything, here up in Highstones. It’ll be just us. No Starclan or flawed code to keep us down. They’ll be brilliant…just like you.” She assured, looking at him with the only piece of true love she had left in her heart. She hoped he could see it, hoped he could feel their future as brightly as she did. She tensed up, an ache starting to fill her stomach as she suddenly grit her teeth and her legs shook. The pain built up, so sudden, that it took her breath away. She realized with joy that she must be starting to kit…and yet, something deep in her felt it was wrong. Did it hurt so suddenly for all Queens? She gave a low hiss, collapsing to the ground and trying to get comfortable. |
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Post by VIXENCLAW on Oct 27, 2021 11:06:35 GMT -5
Brownleaf jumped back in shock as Meadowbrook suddenly collapsed. Did he hurt her? What was happening?
"Meadowbrook!" He moved back to her quickly, crouching down to look in her eyes. "What's wrong?...are the kits coming?"
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Post by Moonblazer on Oct 27, 2021 11:20:28 GMT -5
Brownleaf jumped back in shock as Meadowbrook suddenly collapsed. Did he hurt her? What was happening? "Meadowbrook!" He moved back to her quickly, crouching down to look in her eyes. "What's wrong?...are the kits coming?" “It…has to be.” Meadowbrook gritted, already feeling the first contractions as she flexed her claws and dragged them against the stones and clumps of grass. “It…it’ll be fine. I can manage…I’m ready.” She assured, remembering her training and pushing as much pain away as she could. She was strong, she could do this. She had no reason to feel afraid, even as her body felt like it was on fire. She gave a sharp growl at the next contraction, pushing as best as she could. |
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Post by VIXENCLAW on Oct 27, 2021 11:28:42 GMT -5
Brownleaf froze, panic starting to overtake his body. He wasn't a medicine cat, he'd never seen a queen kit before. What was he supposed to do, how was he supposed to help? He desperately tried to think of something, anything.
"Oh- uh, do you need a stick to bite?" He spoke suddenly and quickly as he remembered some old comment Eclipsesky made while treating him. He lifted his head, glancing at their surroundings. There obviously weren't any trees on the moor, but maybe he could find a tough heather stem
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Post by Moonblazer on Oct 27, 2021 11:33:23 GMT -5
Brownleaf froze, panic starting to overtake his body. He wasn't a medicine cat, he'd never seen a queen kit before. What was he supposed to do, how was he supposed to help? He desperately tried to think of something, anything."Oh- uh, do you need a stick to bite?" He spoke suddenly and quickly as he remembered some old comment Eclipsesky made while treating him. He lifted his head, glancing at their surroundings. There obviously weren't any trees on the moor, but maybe he could find a tough heather stem “That might work…” Meadowbrook nodded, keeping controlled in the situation as pain exploded from her. She could feel the first kit coming, and she hissed out softly. “Quickly, please…I need to push this one…right now…” She tried to ignore the feeling of blood on her fur, now knowing something was probably wrong, but she couldn’t bear the thought of scaring Brownleaf. She focused on pushing instead. She had been so powerful before, felt so strong. She had to surely strengthen this one out too!…right? |
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Post by VIXENCLAW on Oct 27, 2021 11:46:05 GMT -5
"I'll be right back." Brownleaf said as he turned and raced to the nearest clump of heather in site. It was less than ideal, the mostly burned brush was just barely clinging to life. He crouched down and bit a large stem that only had a few leaves left on it, easily pulling the roots from the dry, crumbling earth. He quickly returned to Meadowbrook's side, dropping the stem near her face. "It's no branch, but I think it's sturdy enough." He said in what he hoped was a reassuring tone. He glanced worriedly at the blood starting to pool out.
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Post by Moonblazer on Oct 27, 2021 11:49:17 GMT -5
"I'll be right back." Brownleaf said as he turned and raced to the nearest clump of heather in site. It was less than ideal, the mostly burned brush was just barely clinging to life. He crouched down and bit a large stem with only a few leaves left on it, easily pulling the roots from the dry, crumbling earth. He quickly returned to Meadowbrook's side, dropping the stem near her face. "It's no branch, but I think it's sturdy enough." He said in what he hoped was a reassuring tone. He glanced worriedly at the blood starting to pool out. “Such a…good tom.” Meadowbrook grunted out, gripping onto the root as she gave a loud bellow. With a few painful pushes, the first kit was born. Her colors were similar to her mother’s, white and black and ginger. As soon as she was born, Meadowbrook curled herself back to try and groom her, before falling back with heavy breaths as she couldn’t move far enough to finish. “C-clean them off…is it a tom? She-kit? I…can’t tell.” She urged Brownleaf, wanting him to not see the blood, but rather their first kit. |
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Post by VIXENCLAW on Oct 27, 2021 11:54:47 GMT -5
Brownleaf moved instantly, instincts taking over. He cleaned the kit, licking it roughly until he heard it mew.
"...It's she-kit, we have a daughter." He said finally, with a soft voice. He gently picked the tiny kit up, moving her towards Meadowbrook's belly.
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Post by Moonblazer on Oct 27, 2021 12:02:29 GMT -5
Brownleaf moved instantly, instincts taking over. He cleaned the kit, licking it roughly until he heard it mew. "...It's she-kit, we have a daughter." He said finally, with a soft voice. He gently picked the tiny kit up, moving her towards Meadowbrook's belly. “A daughter!” Meadowbrook crooned with delight, hoping she would get a daughter. She peeked up, purring tiredly. “She looks like me!” The momentary peace was nice, yet she knew this was not over, and inwardly she was beginning to become frantic as she grew more and more lightheaded. Too much bleeding. There was too much. No! This couldn’t be the way she was to go! How could she guide their kits? She was forced to push the rising anger away as her next contraction hit, and she gave a loud screech this time as the second kit began their painful entry into the world. (You can describe Copperkit!) |
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Post by VIXENCLAW on Oct 27, 2021 12:15:10 GMT -5
Brownleaf flattened his ears at the screech, but turned his attention away from their first-born. The second kit was born, and he automatically moved to clean the blood off it. "Another she-kit." He spoke between licks. Her markings were similar to her sister's and mother's, but the patches of ginger were much darker and there was no sight of white on her black pelt. The small kit let out a tiny, indignant squeak, and he placed her next to her sister. He turned his gaze back to the ever growing pool of blood, fear seeping over the happiness of seeing his kits for the first time. That wasn't supposed to be happening, and he didn't know how to stop it.
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Post by Moonblazer on Oct 27, 2021 12:31:43 GMT -5
Brownleaf flattened his ears at the screech, but turned his attention away from their first-born. The second kit was born, and he automatically moved to clean the blood off it. "Another she-kit." He spoke between licks. Her markings were similar to her sister's and mother's, but the patches of ginger were much darker and there was no sight of white on her black pelt. The small kit let out a tiny, indignant squeak, and he placed her next to her sister. He turned his gaze back to the ever growing pool of blood, fear seeping over the happiness of seeing his kits for the first time. That wasn't supposed to be happening, and he didn't know how to stop it. Meadowbrook could hardly speak between breaths now, black beginning to edge around her eyesight as she rasped out. “This wasn’t supposed to…Brownleaf…the was so much left to…” She wheezed off, giving a furious growl as she prepared for the last kit. She could hear Fallenlight’s whispers in her ears, growing, beckoning her down. She did not want to go, not yet, but inwardly she knew that it wasn’t a choice she could make. She could only look forwards, and could only focus on getting these kits out alive before she went to the Dark Forest. “Another? Daughters…one…I think one more…”She asked, eyes flickering down to her second kit. |
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Post by VIXENCLAW on Oct 27, 2021 13:09:16 GMT -5
Horror bloomed in Brownleaf's chest as he realized what Meadowbrook was trying to say. "No!" He leaned down to look into her eyes. "You're going to be fine Meadowbrook," he insisted with a low growl. "The bleeding will stop, and you'll be okay. Don't give up, these kits need you." He stared at her, desperate. She was the strongest cat he knew, she'd be able to fight through anything, but he could see the overwhelming exhaustion in her eyes.
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Post by Moonblazer on Oct 27, 2021 13:41:34 GMT -5
Horror bloomed in Brownleaf's chest as he realized what Meadowbrook was trying to say. "No!" He leaned down to look into her eyes. "You're going to be fine Meadowbrook," he insisted with a low growl. "The bleeding will stop, and you'll be okay. Don't give up, these kits need you." He stared at her, desperate. She was the strongest cat he knew, she'd be able to fight through anything, but he could see the overwhelming exhaustion in her eyes. Meadowbrook put everything she had into her last push, the final kit finally slipping out, small and grey and white, tabby marking crossing her little pelt. Meadowbrook looked back once, able to gaze upon her last kit as she took in shallow breaths. She looked up at Brownleaf, trying to fight the pull of the Dark Forest a bit longer, just a bit longer. She rasped out, voice a seething mumble as she swore. “These kits…will be…change…Brownleaf. I’ll always watch them…and you…We were going to…but now…” She swallowed, glazed eyes looking right into his. “You are my greatest achievement. My…bravest friend. You deserved to lead. You deserved it all. One day…one day you will have it all. We will…” She trailed off, growing weaker by the second. Her daughters began to mewl and sqeak at her belly. |
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Post by VIXENCLAW on Oct 27, 2021 14:31:46 GMT -5
Brownleaf just stared back, uncomprehending as she spoke. "Meadowbrook, don't leave." He begged, pulling the final kit towards them with his paw. "Look at our daughters, we can watch them together, you can raise them. Just..." His voice went silent as she trailed off, and he gave up. He collapsed beside her, pressing face into her ruff. He wanted to be beside her, for however long there was left.
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Post by Moonblazer on Oct 27, 2021 14:55:36 GMT -5
Brownleaf just stared back, uncomprehending as she spoke. "Meadowbrook, don't leave." He begged, pulling the final kit towards them with his paw. "Look at our daughters, we can watch them together, you can raise them. Just..." His voice went silent as she trailed off, and he gave up. He collapsed beside her, pressing face into her ruff. He wanted to be beside her, for however long there was left. Meadowbrook stared into Brownleaf’s eyes, remembering their days spent together, from apprenticeship to Warriorhood, through the loss of her father that had broken her in a way that she would never forgive Windclan or their Moor-Runners for, and now…she had no choice but to finish the job from the Dark Forest instead of in life. She weakly lifted her tail, pointing to where she remembered the first kit being. “Clovekit…” She rasped, vision blurring, knowing she would not be able to name the other two, wanting Brownleaf to have that honor. Instead, she wheezed. “Do not…let them taint…our…kits.” She ordered, the thought of the current Windclan leadership or Starclan ever persuading her kits filling her with raw hatred. She was slipping away, her last plea fading from her lips. |
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Post by VIXENCLAW on Oct 27, 2021 15:05:22 GMT -5
"Clovekit." Brownleaf whispered, turning his head to their first kit. He turned back as Meadowbrook spoke again. He didn't quite understand, but he would honor whatever request she made. "I won't." He promised, swallowing as he watched her fade.
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Post by Moonblazer on Oct 27, 2021 15:09:00 GMT -5
Meadowbrook took one long, hefting breath, inwardly cursing fate but finally allowing herself to fall into the comforting coolness of the darkness. She could see Fallenlight’s outline, her gaze now turning dark as the stones of Highstones faded, and she was met with the familiar darkness of the Dark Forest. She was here…she was home, and yet, without Brownleaf and their kits…she felt her claws sink into the grass below as she gave a loud shout of frustration.
Clovekit squealed, trying to nurse from her now dead mother, weakly scrabbling her frail paws against her sisters.
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Post by Icefire15 on Oct 27, 2021 15:23:37 GMT -5
The little grey tabby she-kit squealed loudly, trying to nurse. Her black paws pushed against her mother’s cold belly, trying to get some milk.
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Post by VIXENCLAW on Oct 27, 2021 15:34:41 GMT -5
"Meadowbrook..." Brownleaf's words caught in his throat, and he pressed his face into her pelt as grief overwhelmed him. He stayed there unmoving for a long moment, trying to ignore the stench of blood clouding over them. The pitiful mews of the kits interrupted his mourning, and he pulled back to look down at them scrabbling against their mother.
They needed to nurse. He couldn't take them away from the clans, to raise alone as Meadowbrook had planned. They needed to go back to WindClan. But first...
He carefully lifted each kit by their scruff, and placed them in a small dip in the ground a couple tail-lengths away. Then, he slowly pulled Meadowbrook's body towards the tunnels entrance. There was an abandoned turn, just a few pawsteps in. He walked to the dead end, and laid her down. It was a perfect burial place-- in the darkened tunnels she had loved so much. Pressing his nose against her fur, he breathed her scent one last time, before backing away. The tunnel had been abandoned for being too unsteady, and it only took a few large pawfuls of mud and clay for the entire thing to crumble and bury her. He wished he could've given her a proper burial, but he couldn't risk spending any more time away from the kits.
He returned numbly to them, his heart pricking as he heard them cry for their mother. They were small, so it wasn't impossible to pick all three up by their scruffs. He didn't want to go back into the tunnels and pass by Meadowbrook's grave, so he started to carry them to camp on the moor.
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Post by Moonblazer on Oct 27, 2021 16:08:56 GMT -5
Clovekit wailed out as she was picked up, shrieking with hunger and confusion as she was blindly and deafly moved around.
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Nov 22, 2021 21:21:15 GMT -5
(Boop.)
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Post by Moonblazer on Nov 22, 2021 21:43:48 GMT -5
Thanks Mint. Super busy season, so we’re a bit slow |
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Nov 22, 2021 23:27:09 GMT -5
NP.  |
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Dec 15, 2021 14:21:04 GMT -5
boop
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Jan 1, 2022 1:47:32 GMT -5
bumpers
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Post by Moonblazer on Jan 18, 2022 9:59:22 GMT -5
Bumping
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Post by Moonblazer on Feb 7, 2022 18:42:38 GMT -5
(Bop I'm here! VIXENCLAW hopefully we can bring the kits to Windclan real soon lol) |
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Post by VIXENCLAW on Feb 14, 2022 13:41:28 GMT -5
(Bop I'm here! VIXENCLAW hopefully we can bring the kits to Windclan real soon lol) (Definitely. They've been stuck out on the moor for months lmao) |
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