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Post by Littleflower on Nov 16, 2017 16:57:36 GMT -5
(Nope, your welcome to have full creative control.)
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Post by briarfur on Nov 16, 2017 17:02:27 GMT -5
Wintercloud
He stayed close to Echoshade's side, his tail brushing hers. He knew that if something was needed to be said, it would be by him and not her. He would not expect her to for a while, and he would do what he could to ease her pain. Their pain, for he too felt a weight in his chest from the loss of somebody that he hadn't gotten a chance to know. The tiniest kit mewled in protest, but his mate didn't let up. He couldn't blame her, but he entwined his tail with hers as a gentle reminder.
Webtail
The silver tabby kept his grip on the third kit, keeping it in sight of it's mother as well as he could manage. He may have rushed the group along, but only out of necessity. It would be a rough recovery, and he wanted to get the mother and kits to his den as quickly as possible. The kit he carried was bigger, but a healthy weight. It was starting to shiver though, so he prodded the group along as gently as he could manage.
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 16, 2017 17:07:21 GMT -5
Shadowkit was slowly beginning to lose most of his energy, and fell still in the medicine cat's jaws. Still breathing, but having nothing left to cry for milk left in him.
As the reentered camp, Echoshade moved to make her way back to the nursery. Exhausted and wanting nothing more than to curl up in her nest with her newborns. To try and forget her pain. She said nothing to her mate, only entwining the stub of her tail with his, needing to feel his touch to keep her anchored before she lost her mind entirely to the grief overwhelming everything else.
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 16, 2017 17:12:01 GMT -5
(𝓑𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐫 ♥ Briarfur I just realised you don't get to rp a kit? Would you like Shadowkit instead? I honestly don't mind)
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Post by briarfur on Nov 16, 2017 17:27:29 GMT -5
Wintercloud
He followed his mate into the nursery, ignoring the mix of congratulations and confused looks. As he entered he blinked to adjust to the dimmer light, looking for the soft empty moss nest that was ready for her. He waited until Echoshade laid down before setting the kit down at her stomach. His size made him take up a bit of room, so Webtail kicked him out until he was done.
Webtail
As he followed the two into the nursery. He shooed the father out of the nursery and went about checking the mother's injuries. They weren't as severe as they should have been, so she was lucky in that sense. Not that he would ever tell her that, not in this scenario. "I've got Borage leaves to help with the milk, and then I'll give you some poppy seeds for the pain, and Comfrey for the wounds. I'll go get some cobwebs for the bleeding." He turned to leave, but paused and glanced back at her. "I understand you are tired, but try and get them nursing, if you can."
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Post by briarfur on Nov 16, 2017 17:28:19 GMT -5
((I'm fine either way. Since I already have two cats on here, I'll leave the kit to you.))
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 16, 2017 17:35:53 GMT -5
The small queen listened silently, settling the little shekit down beside her brothers and pressing her nose into their fur. Shaking with the effort of standing up, she lay down on her side with an agonised wince. She hissed in pain, closing her eyes as the kits kneaded against her wounded belly. Forcing herself to ignore the pain. She looked at the medicine cat and said a hoarse, "I'm sorry."
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Post by briarfur on Nov 16, 2017 18:00:10 GMT -5
Wintercloud
He paced nervously outside the nursery, his tail swishing around every which way. He knew that she would likely be fine, but he wanted to...needed to be with her. She needed to grieve, they both did, but he wanted to be with her through it. Or at least to watch over her and the kits while she slept. As soon as Webtail emerged, he was back in there, tucking himself behind Echoshade. He rested his head on her shoulder, watching the three kits silently.
Webtail
He turned at the entrance. "Don't. You could not have predicted any of this, and you fought valiantly. Starclan watches over your kit now, and he will play and hunt with his ancestors." He slipped quietly out and crossed the camp to his den. He fetched cobwebs, comfrey, poppy seeds and borage leaves. Looking around, he realized that Froststar was right, he needed to go collect more supplies. But it would have to wait.
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 16, 2017 18:23:26 GMT -5
(Innumerable types of adorable)
It did little to ease the young queens pain and grief, she rested her head by the kits and watched them through gritted teeth. “If I only hadn’t left camp.”
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Post by briarfur on Nov 16, 2017 18:40:18 GMT -5
Wintercloud
He pressed his cheek to Echoshade's gently, sharing her grief. But he wouldn't allow her to blame herself. "Then it is just as much my fault for going out with you. And for leaving you there." He blinked slowly and watched the tiny kits nursing. "I'm sorry for how much pain you've gone through." It would neer be enough, but he would try and ease her pain.
Webtail
The Medicine Cat returned to the den and began dressing Echoshade's wounds. He was relieved to see that the kits were nursing, and laid the borage leaves down next to her. "Next time they go to nurse, eat these. But for now, take the comfrey leaves to keep out infection. You too, Wintercloud." When he finished applying webs to her injuries, he went ahead and did his as well. Before he left, he placed the poppy seeds by Echoshade. "Take one when you're finished nursing." Then to Wintercloud. "Find me if anything happens. I will check in later." Then he exited the nursery to find Froststar.
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 16, 2017 19:17:49 GMT -5
At the cinema, will be back in a couple of hours
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Bisexual
»мαcαяσηι«
i might respond slow, busy screaming into the void
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Post by »мαcαяσηι« on Nov 16, 2017 21:25:37 GMT -5
{{Are we going to give a name to the dead kit? Also here's mine }}
Pinekit || Tom || Pinekit is a handsome long-furred tom cat. He has a dull brown wither darker tabby stripes. His front paws, chest, and fur of his ears all have a soft and contrasting splash of white. He has soft orange eyes with a cute pink nose. He is a pretty healthy and average sized cat, having nothing too noteworthy about his body type. Pinekit has a very high self-esteem and is definitely a very admirable clan cat. Though can definitely come off as a bit haughty. He tries hard to impress others, constantly seeking to steal the spotlight. Especially from his siblings, Daisykit and Shadowkit. Despite that, Pinekit loves both of his siblings very much, even if he is known for taking quarrels too far with them. He was born in Stormclan, while his mother, Echoshade; and father, Wintercloud; went on a patrol together. A nearby fox got into a fight with both of his parents, and had snatched one of his siblings away.|| Kit || Mother is Echoshade, father is Wintercloud and siblings are Shadowkit and Daisykit. || N/A || »ѕιηgє«
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Bisexual
»мαcαяσηι«
i might respond slow, busy screaming into the void
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Post by »мαcαяσηι« on Nov 16, 2017 21:34:37 GMT -5
{{ Also I think Hazelmoon and Whiteshadow having fought the same fox is a great idea :3c }}
"I don't know, how does it taste?" Whiteshadow asked between huffs of breath, he was running along side her now. Wow, did he catch up fast. But it was evident that the senior warrior wasn't going to keep this amazing pace much longer. He was definitely more built for fighting. He suddenly stopped in his tracks, if he still had a tail, he'd signal her to stop. But it wasn't that easy anymore, "Hazelmoon," He mewed. Trying not to stir anything near by.
Froststar was waiting a few fox-lengths away from the medicine cat's den. The tom could only hope that Echoshade and her three kits were doing well. And he wanted to stick around to hear the news about them. Besides, he too had a few wounds. He perked up when he saw Webtail step out of the medicine cat's den, "How are they?" Was the first thing he'd ask.
Pinekit snuggled up against the warmth that emitted from his mother, purring at the comfort of her and the smell of milk. The fresh, new tom buried himself against his two siblings, beginning to knead his mother's belly for milk. He was born into such cold, and openness. Everything was so loud. Soon enough he was being carried such a distance by a strange. And though he may not remember it soon enough, it was all so new to him. So this moment, right now, felt all so nice.
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 16, 2017 22:12:58 GMT -5
(back, justice league was awesome)
Watching her newborns, it should have been the happiest day of her life. Yet it was tainted by sadness and a heavy weight on her chest. She couldn't stop thinking about the tiny kit, If only I had run faster, reacted quicker, if I hadn't missed that damned jump. She thought, hating herself with every passing moment. Tucking her kits closer to her belly, licking them each over the ear, not tearing her eyes away from them with as much as a minute. She pushed the poppy seeds away, shaking her head. They'll make me sleepy, I cant sleep. Not yet, she told herself grimacing at the pain.
Shadowkit curled up close to his brothers, kneading deep into his mother's belly to find a place to nurse. A little purr rumbling from his tiny frame. Enjoying the warmth of his siblings and mother, his own little peaceful world. Oblivious to everything which went on around him.
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Post by nightrain44 on Nov 16, 2017 22:28:04 GMT -5
Wolfsong turned to head out of camp, but stopped dead in her tracks as the scent of blood his her nose. Did something happen to Echoshade? she thought to herself, panic setting in. When she spotted the patrol with the kits in their mouth, she began to relax until she saw the queen’s face. Frowning, she counted the kits. She opened her mouth to ask, but closed it, not wanting to upset the she-cat. Eagleflame nodded, following close behind Wolfsong when he saw her stop suddenly. 'What is she doing? he wondered. Then he realized there was a faint scent of blood in the air. He saw the patrol arriving back into camp with Echoshade and small bundles dangling from their jaws, the tiny kits that the Queen must have had out in the forest. The mood was suddenly very tense, and it put Eagleflame on edge, though he wasn't sure why. |
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Post by lupretia on Nov 16, 2017 23:28:34 GMT -5
[whoop a lot has gone on in the last day oh my.
»мαcαяσηι« Thank you, my computer is an acer PC]
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Post by briarfur on Nov 17, 2017 1:21:20 GMT -5
Wintercloud to Echoshade
He watched the three tiny kits, but the feeling of pride that he knew he should be feeling was hardened. It was still there, but tainted by the loss of the fourth kit. Still, he was happy to finally meet their kits. Later, when they all recovered their strength a bit, and the blow was lessened, he would spend some time with them. For now, he just rested against Echoshade.
Webtail to Froststar
The cat took one look at Froststar and went back into his den, signalling with his tail for the leader to follow him. Once they were inside, he grabbed more webs and began applying them. He would not get another break soon, although he hadn't even looked at his own yet. "They'll live. She should make a full recovery provided she rests and doesn't get an infection."
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 17, 2017 10:14:48 GMT -5
Pressing back against her mate, enjoying the warmth of his body against her back. Eyes beginning to close as though to spite herself, she was exhausted and hurting in more ways then one. She pulled the newborns close to her belly, dozing off to the gentle sound of their tiny purrs. After a very long day, the young queen finally found herself overwhelmed by darkness. Her dreams filled with images of the little kit she had lost, and she tossed and turned.
Shadowkit mewled at the movements of his mother, burying himself deep into her belly fur with a quiet purr. His little sides twitching as he breathed, kneading his mother's wounded belly in his sleep.
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 17, 2017 10:23:10 GMT -5
Blazekit || Tom || The largest kitten of his litter, he is a mostly black young tom with splashes of white on his neck and underbelly and toe tips. His eyes are a pale blue, sparked with flickers of silvery grey. Despite his intimidating size, he is a kind young kit with the interests of the cats he cares about at heart. He is quiet and independent, preferring to keep to himself and is never the type to say ten words when two will do just as well. He doesn't trust easily, but when he makes a friend he is certain it will be for life. || Kit || He is the first born of Wintercloud and Echoshade, and his brothers are Pinekit and Quietkit, and his sister is Daisykit|| Caramel || Littleflower
(I'm sorry but it still wont let me screenshot the picture.)[/sub]
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Post by Dᴀᴡɴ Rɪsɪɴɢ --» on Nov 17, 2017 13:18:13 GMT -5
((Oh my goodness... I was gone for one day and I missed so much TwT ))
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Post by Dᴀᴡɴ Rɪsɪɴɢ --» on Nov 17, 2017 13:35:13 GMT -5
((That's fine. It's going to take me a minute to post some responses anyhow))
Maplebreeze sat herself down once she entered the camp and watched the devastated queen enter the nursery with her remaining kits. The she-cat, normally full of overflowing optimism, was horrified and dejected. I could have saved them... I could've... Maplebreeze felt herself droop, but she didn't care. I could've caught up with it.... I know I'm fast enough. I could've... The young warrior let herself slide to the ground, curling up on herself. She failed. She was supposed to protect her Clanmates. She was the fastest cat in the Clan, the one who had a chance of saving that poor kit. And I just stood there...
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Also here's mine }}
