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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Oct 29, 2017 13:00:45 GMT -5
"Don't panic! You're doing fine, just take deep breaths." Slitherfoot soothed almost instinctively, but her voice was laced with concern. The she-cat seemed to be in more pain at a quicker rate than normal. She sniffed at Tanglepath worriedly. "You're doing just fine." She repeated.
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Post by Paws on Oct 29, 2017 13:12:47 GMT -5
</div>Oakscar tugged a mouse from the fresh-kill pile and began to eat it. "Do you want to go on patrol?" he asked.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 29, 2017 13:16:01 GMT -5
Fawnstep and Proudfalcon / Blaze ♡ Fawnstep's ears p-r-i-c-ked (They won't let me say p r i c k) as she listened to Proudfalcon talking about his brother. She tried to detect an undercurrent of jealousy at his words, but there was none to be had. Hmmm...Most cats would be envious if their sibling seemed to be more of a social butterfly. She mused, her gaze flickering to the dark tabby tom before flicking back to where they were heading. Proudfalcon seemed to be completely comfortable in his own skin, despite what his other clanmates might think of as shortcomings, and she could respect that. Fawnstep laughed at his chatty comment. She could still remember her mother always hushing her when she was a kit. "if only cats appreciated chatter like you did," She commented ruefully. It was true that she sometimes talked too much. She nudged him in a friendly way. "As a she-cat I can confirm that," she agreed.
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Moss
Warriors fan and medicine cat of 10 years.
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Post by Moss on Oct 29, 2017 13:19:15 GMT -5
(I'm just gonna go ahead and post this now rather than later) || Pebblekit || She-cat || Kit || Thin and tiny cream-colored tabby spotted she-kit with a white undercoat and green eyes, practically identical to her father, Rush || Fiesty and snark, with a bit of an attitude like her mother. Quick to anger and very sarcastic, but still a sweet cat to those who know her. || Daughter to Tanglepath and Rush, sister of <unnamed> || Born very early, resulting in her small and thin frame. || Moss || Tanglepath nodded to Slitherfoot, and continued to breathe. After a few moments, Tanglepath hissed in pain, pushing once more. The nursery began to spin around Tanglepath as she heaved, delivering nothing but blood. "W-what? Why am I bleeding?" She gasped looking to Slitherfood desperately, another contraction rippling her body. After a few moments, the first kit was born, it's tiny body wiggling about. (This one is for 🌴𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔🌴) Tanglepath felt faint as she looked up at Slitherfoot, her gaze distant. Waves of pain continued to roll through her as her body prepared for the next kit.
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Post by 🌿 Loѕтмoon 🌿 on Oct 29, 2017 13:37:15 GMT -5
(May I join with only one cat? I'm working on another soon X3) || Ripplespirit || Female || Warrior || A powerful structured light-grey feline with bold forest green eyes. She has several dark grey tabby markings along with grey tipped ears, white striped nose and a silver belly and neck. She also has a notch in her left ear, a memory from a past fight. || Ripplespirit can be a kind and caring cat, if you are kind to her in return. However she can turn out to be a bit stubborn and fierce; she just doesn't want to be used to an advantage. She is also quite brave and determined and will always stand up for herself and her clanmates, believing and sticking to what she believes is right. || No kin || She is clanborn || Sunshine Daylight || 🌿 Loѕтмoon 🌿 ||
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Oct 29, 2017 13:38:06 GMT -5
Slitherfoot's eyes widened with fear. Something was very wrong. She took the newly born kit and gave it to another queen to lick, and then she looked through her herbs desperately, trying to find something that might help. But with the next kit on the way... she hurried back to Tanglepath's side, trying to keep eye contact with the she-cat's glazed eyes. "Something is wrong... But you have another kit on the way... Stay with me, Tanglepath!" She meowed desperately, her ears pinning back.
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Oct 29, 2017 13:52:13 GMT -5
Slitherfoot took in a shuddering breath, and she brought the two kits to their mother, but she couldn't shake the heavy knowledge that it was likely too late. Her first priority was warming up the second kit, and she got to work licking it quickly, but her gaze trained on Tanglepath in search of any sign of breathing. When the kit was licked clean, she brought her full attention to the mother. She swallowed hard and nudged her gently. "Tanglepath..."
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Post by Deleted on Oct 29, 2017 13:52:42 GMT -5
Stormflight's ears twitched, sensing something was wrong. Her deep amber eyes scanned the territories from above. Of course, The silver she-cat thought, dread rippling through her. She raced through undergrowth, reaching Sunclan camp. She wanted to be there for Tanglepath just like her parents were when she died. She met the she-cat's spirit rising from her body. Stormflight looked at her sorrowfully. "I'm terribly sorry," she choked out. "But you have to come with me."
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Oct 29, 2017 13:52:47 GMT -5
(Poor Tangle.... )
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Oct 29, 2017 14:01:01 GMT -5
Slitherfoot stayed close to the kits, providing further warmth. She looked to Tanglepath sorrowfully. "I'm sorry." She meowed quietly.
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Oct 29, 2017 14:03:57 GMT -5
(Okay!)
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Post by Moonblazer on Oct 29, 2017 14:15:57 GMT -5
Rustlepaw had been in camp, staring her blind eyes at nothing as the stench of blood filled her nose, coming from the nursery. The apprentice swallowed sadly.
Leafblaze had stilled hearing Tanglepath's cries suddenly cease.
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Oct 29, 2017 14:26:22 GMT -5
Slitherfoot looked at the familiar-looking kit and her mouth opened as she realized. She remembered Tanglepath's behavior around the rogue tom she had been looking after. It made sense now.
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Post by 🌴𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔🌴 on Oct 29, 2017 14:29:40 GMT -5
(( my kit: ))
Sagekit: a dark brown tabby tom with a white underbelly and paws, and green eyes. Sagekit is smart and cunning. He is very active and always looking for something new to stick his nose into. He's a quick learner, but can sometimes be a know-it-all and too proud for his own good.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 29, 2017 14:35:51 GMT -5
Moss Can i create a kit? It's okay if you don't want me to!)
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Post by 🌴𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔🌴 on Oct 29, 2017 14:44:19 GMT -5
Wolfpaw had been sitting patiently outside of the nursery, tail flicking nervously. His mentor had seemed to be in a lot of discomfort, and while he knew labor was a painful experience, he couldn't help shake the feeling something was wrong. As soon as he heard the agonizing cries and her pleas for help, Wolfpaw stepped into the nursery, eyes wide with worry. He saw Tanglepath convulsing on the moss, blood soaking her flank and the den floor. His fur puffed out in horror, his worst fears turned real. "What's happening?!" he demanded, gazing over Slitherfoot at the disastrous scene. Tanglepath's motions were slowing down, her eyes glazed and her cries more hoarse. "T-Tanglepath... Tanglepath!" he yowled, his voice angered but twinged with grief.
Dawnpaw nodded enthusiastically, gazing around the territory, trying to remember which direction Skyflower took her. "C'mon, I know where it is!" she called, bounding off across the snow, nose pointed up as she sniffed the cold air.
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Post by Moonblazer on Oct 29, 2017 14:48:50 GMT -5
Sootflame had left the elder's den, limping over towards the nursery and pausing to gaze with his good eye. He drooped with sadness, shaking his head. It was a shame that a good Sunclan Queen had been lost. He croaked towards Wolfpaw. "Wolfpaw...Wolfpaw, calm down."
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Oct 29, 2017 14:52:29 GMT -5
Slitherfoot gave Wolfpaw room to grieve his mentor. "She fought hard, like the true warrior she was." She meowed hoarsely, watching the apprentice with sympathy. "I'm so sorry. There wasn't anything I could do."
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Post by 🌴𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔🌴 on Oct 29, 2017 14:57:52 GMT -5
Wolfpaw lashed his tail furiously, heart pounding in his chest. He couldn't believe that his mentor was dying, right before him, with her children at her teats. He gritted his teeth, emotion washing over him. "She...she can't be dead. It wasn't her time. Her kits..." he looked at the small squirming bodies, mewling for attention from a corpse. "Oh Starclan, her kits!"
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Post by 🌴𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔🌴 on Oct 29, 2017 14:59:00 GMT -5
(( godfather Wolfpaw 🤣 ))
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Oct 29, 2017 15:02:28 GMT -5
Realizing the kits were hungry now, Slitherfoot hurried over to them and looked toward the other queens in the nursery. "Are any of you still nursing?" She asked anxiously, exchanging a look with Wolfpaw.
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Post by Moonblazer on Oct 29, 2017 15:02:31 GMT -5
"Wolfpaw, I know." Sootflame fretted, padding up to the young tom and shaking his head. "Sometimes things like this happen, and there's nothing we can..." Sootflame paused as he caught sight of one of the kits, his fire orange eye flashing with dark recognition. "Nothing we can do." He finished.
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Oct 29, 2017 15:03:27 GMT -5
(YES xD)
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Post by 🌴𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔🌴 on Oct 29, 2017 15:11:40 GMT -5
(( I'll just use an NPC queen to nurse them xD ))
Snowdove flicked her tail at Slitherfoot, blue eyes clouded with worry. "Here, Slitherfoot," she meowed shakily, motioning for them to be placed in her nest.
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Oct 29, 2017 15:18:23 GMT -5
(Bless xD)
"Thank you, Snowdove." Slitherfoot meowed quietly, and she guiltily separated Pebblekit from her mother and looked at Wolfpaw, tilting her head toward Sagekit to tell the apprentice to bring that kit over as well.
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Post by 🌴𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔🌴 on Oct 29, 2017 15:20:59 GMT -5
Wolfpaw looked at Sootflame after he paused, furrowing his brow with confusion. Glancing back at Tanglepath's litter, his blood ran cold once he saw it: the little she-cat, with a creamy spotted tabby coat. His eyes widened, then turned dark with a vengeance. "That...foxdung!" he hissed, sprinting past Sootflame and across camp towards the medicine cat's den.
Rush was laying in his moss nest, eyes glazed with fatigue and his wounds wrapped firmly with cobwebs. He felt very nervous being in the heart of these clan cats, for he knew too well the tensions between them and rogue cats. He pricked his ears with concern after having heard all the commotion from the nursery. Then, a smaller grey tabby began to dart across the clearing, eyes filled with hatred and claws unsheathed. Rush felt terror sweep over him. "P-Please..!" he cowered, bracing himself for more pain.
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