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Post by Aɪʀ on Nov 19, 2017 10:54:00 GMT -5
» Soooo if anything happens to Morningflight or the kits, I'm thinking Yellowstar takes his anger out on Flurryfoot. It would make him a character vulnerable to his emotions, which could greatly affect his decision in regards to the other clans. Or he can forgive her and thank her for trying her best, which makes him a relatively strong character and not as temperamental as I made him out to be in his bio. Hmmmmm. Aaaagh, I dunno. I'm thinking the latter since he's older and can be viewed as wise. «
"Don't speak such nonsense," he urged her, his own eyes full of fear and emotion as he met hers. "You're going to be fine." He believed these words as he spoke them, certain that she and the kits were going to make it out alive. There was no doubt in his mind; Flurryfoot would keep them safe. Perhaps it was the abnormally strong feelings he felt in that moment that made him so certain of their survival, or maybe he was just naïve. He glanced up at the smoke-stricken sky, hoping StarClan would not punish him for breaking the warrior code.
He'd never thought of it like that before, the whole sneaking off to meet a she-cat from another clan thing. It'd never struck him as against the warrior code; he just knew in his heart it was wrong. But now as his mate rested against him, quaking in agony and moments from kitting forbidden kits, he truly felt the consequences of his actions. It was his fault she was in so much pain. Oh StarClan, please don't punish our kits for what I've done.
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 19, 2017 11:02:14 GMT -5
Similar thoughts were running through the young queen's head as she shrank back against the nest. Ears pinned flat to her head as another wail ripped from her already battered throught. She panted with a whimper, sides heaving with every breath she took. Burying her face into the nest in an attempt to stifle a second cry, she closed her eyes. Throat to sore to even cry now, she suffered in silence. Waiting for it to be over, and praying that she could at the very least bring the kits safely into the world. Even if that was the last thing she did.
Punish me, not the kits, the young queen begged, they haven't done anything. Shuddering as another contraction racked her frame and she let out a low hiss of pain. About as much as she could manage as the urge to push began to take over her body, and she strained. Ears flattening with the pain but she pushed through it as best as she could manage, fangs bared in an unvoiced wail.
(would it be entirely dramatic to have her mother come aid her daughter from starclan, like Yellowfang did in Leafpool's wish? In place of a medicine cat. If so would you do it?)
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Post by Aɪʀ on Nov 19, 2017 11:42:05 GMT -5
» Just a little xD I have plans in-the-making for StarClan, so for now they are silent. They won't be reaching out to any cats 'til the plot thickens.
Also I haven't read Leafpool's Wish yet aaaaaa ;; Is it good?? I would love to read it myself but my library doesn't carry a lot of Warriors books for some reason.
gonna just chill and wait for bramble and dag «
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 19, 2017 11:43:32 GMT -5
(whoops, should have warned regarding spoilers XD apologies. Something similar happens there, so I thought it might mean we wouldn't have to wait as long as I'm really in the mood to rp XD its very good)
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Post by Aɪʀ on Nov 19, 2017 11:49:15 GMT -5
» I feel that xD I don't wanna rob Flurryfoot of her time to shine tho. We can plan for kit designs and stuff if you want :o «
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 19, 2017 11:50:02 GMT -5
(darn, dag says they'll be very busy this weekend. I'll work on patience XD)
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Post by Aɪʀ on Nov 19, 2017 11:58:43 GMT -5
» You should make another character.~ «
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Post by Winona on Nov 19, 2017 12:40:34 GMT -5
((I want to join this. ^.^ Are there any specific characters that need to be added?))
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Post by Aɪʀ on Nov 19, 2017 12:48:52 GMT -5
» Ahh yes! I am in desperate need of a WindClan deputy ahaa ;; I can't further the plot without one. So maybe if that position interests you? Wink wink. We may also need someone to RP one of Morningflight's kits, if you're interested in that too. Otherwise, you're free to join with whatever characters you like (limit being 5 for now). Another RiverClan or WindClan warrior would also be nice to even out the ratio. These are all just suggestions tho. «
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Post by Dagegen5 on Nov 19, 2017 12:49:18 GMT -5
((Unfortunately, I am pretty busy, but that's not going to stop me from trying!!! Flurryfoot is going to be so upset herself if something goes wrong, I doubt she'd even be able to wonder why Yellowstar cared so much about a Shadowclan queen and/or kits. She's just a ball of insecurity and I'm glad you guys love her omg. Speaking of, if there's anything you wanted to go wrong, just let me know!))
The medicine looked boldly into her leader's eyes and they glinted a little lightly, "I know you're a tom cat, and you'll never give birth, but plenty of she-cats have done it before. I'll do my best to keep her and her kits healthy." She wondered briefly why she was so worried; surely a tom of his age had at least seen a queen give birth before? Her nose wrinkled; Flurryfoot realized that her leader didn't really have a mate or kits to speak of; perhaps this was his first bought of kitting. "Keep your tail attached, Yellowstar," she mewed, "You're gonna my apprentice today." The irony was not lost on her, having just come from trying to order around Beesplash; she was now in command of Yellowstar.
Flurryfoot, of course, knew full well that it was too early for Morningflight's kits. She was not nearly round enough, even if she was starving. Flurryfoot had also dealt with queens who had kitted to early, their birth being so unsettling that she had to prevent any clan cat from seeing the result, as they bared kits that looked deformed and alien, without fur and possessing bulbous eyes. The medicine cat steeled herself; as long as they had fur, and looked like kittens they could survive. She gave the struggling queen another glance and could at least tell she was pregnant; she thought that they would only be frail and small, come their birth; she could keep them alive.
This wasn't to say that the process wouldn't be dangerous and difficult; there was no doubt in Flurryfoot's mind that this ordeal would tax the queen of her remaining strength. "I'm going to do everything in my power to make sure you and your kits survive. Your kits need a mother and I'm not going to let them lose her," she mewed encouragingly. Once they had reached the medicine cat den, she ushered her quickly to a nest, feeling her heartbeat quicken. "You're stressed," she offered lightly, "I'm not surprised that they're coming. I just need you to remain calm and take deep breaths for me, okay?”
She deeply wished that she could offer the queen poppy seeds but queens couldn’t have those. And she was out. Instead the medicine cat grabbed thyme, chamomile and coltsfoot, a quick remedy to soothe anxious cats and get their breathing back to normal. Flurryfoot gingerly picked them up in her jaws, as well as a thick twig, and laid them in front of the queen. “I need you to eat these herbs; they’ll help you calm down and make things much easier. They’re no poppy seeds, so I can’t help with the pain,” she informed her, pushing the stick closer to her jaws, “but this will let you bite down on something when you start pushing. I know, not fair at all,” she chuckled with her whiskers twitching.
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Whorlkit was mortified by the scene in front of him and kept flitting his eyes around, looking for a familiar face not contorted by pain and anguish. “M-Mossheart!” he howled, unable to find where she had gone. Lilypaw approached him and he felt some semblance of relief flood his body; he knew this cat and she had been nothing but kind.
His body clenched tightly as he heard her, ”Morningflight is going to be having her kits!” He felt his heart rate slow a little, but his body still felt coiled and poised to run. He, however, had not time to respond as another yowl cut through the air and he almost turned tail and ran from the camp in terror. Teeth met his scruff and he felt himself hauled into the air by the Riverclan apprentice.
He fought for a little while, squirming as he was picked up against his wishes. “N-no!! Mossheart!” He clawed the air as the nursery came into view, and as they entered, he was blocked off from the rest of the world.
((I'll have to get to Mossheart later; sorry guys ))
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Post by Winona on Nov 19, 2017 12:51:20 GMT -5
((I actually have the perfect she-cat for WindClan deputy! ^.^ So I would love that position. And a kit would be great. =3 And... I have a ton that I could for a RiverClan warrior.
I'll make some real quick, although I'll get my Flamerose up as deputy first and make others later, when I have more time. ^.^))
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Post by Dagegen5 on Nov 19, 2017 12:53:33 GMT -5
((Ahhh, we do need Riverclan toms! I realized that we had a patrol of all she-cats going! xD))
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Post by Winona on Nov 19, 2017 13:00:08 GMT -5
Flamerose | 45 moons old | WindClan deputy | Heterosexual A red tabby she-cat with white paws and a white tipped tail. Her eyes are a dark green. She's long-legged and thin, like most WindClan cats. Flamerose has always been rather serious and straight forward, so her attitude hasn't changed much since the fire. Because of her attitude, she hasn't shown much sadness over the loss of their Clanmates and instead, she's mostly kept her own fears and feelings to herself throughout the ordeal and has tried to stay strong for her Clan. WinonaWolffang | 30 moons old | RiverClan warrior | Bisexual A large, broad-shouldered, dark grayish-brown Tom with long, thick fur, and dark amber eyes. In a lot of ways, his fur color almost resembles that of a wolf. Wolffang has always been quiet and never really spoke up, so since the fire, he has also not changed much. He worries for the sake of everyone, even those not in RiverClan. Winona
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 19, 2017 13:02:56 GMT -5
Doing as she was told without question, the young queen lapped up the herbs and choked on them a little as she suffered yet another bought of heavy coughs, battering at her tortured throat. Shrinking into the nest, writhing with pain until she was sure she would die from the pain alone. She bit into the stick with everything she had, the herbs discarded aside unable to swallow them without coughing them up again, it almost splintered beneath her grip as she pushed again with all her might. No avail just yet, her stomach rolled and convulsed heavily with contractions. Her fur clung to her sides, showing her ribs through her thick golden fur, mostly clad with smoke and ash that she'd been unable to get rid of, too busy trying to help out the clan. Everything had weighed on her shoulders so heavily in the recent days, it would have surprised few that the stress had sent her into an early kitting.
With a wrench and screech, the first kit was at last delivered into the world. It was maybe half the size of what would have been considered a normal kit, and it made no sound as it slithered onto the ground beside its mother. Morningflight's instincts told her to start licking the newborn, desperate to touch it and bring life into the miniscule creature. But her exhaustion and pain left her half paralysed in the nest, twitching as the pains quickly returned to her. Eyes closing, she prepared for the next kit.
The little newborn barely looked cat, very little fur to speak of and blood red. It looked almost dead, it was breathing, for now. But it might not have the strength to keep it up.
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Post by Aɪʀ on Nov 19, 2017 13:06:39 GMT -5
» That is very true xD It's a she-cat parade! And that sounds awesome, Blaze. Take your time! I'm gonna respond to you in just a sec, Dag. Side note: Have any of you heard from ☾ ահﻨรթεгﻨռց ოօօռร ☽? I'm sure they're probably pretty busy, but I don't wanna escalate things without them. Thistleflower is sorta the stand-in deputy for ShadowClan since Nighttail is wussing out, and I need both deputies for my scheme to work ;; «
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Post by Winona on Nov 19, 2017 13:13:57 GMT -5
((When I first read that, for some reason my mind sang "Who runs the Clans? She-cat!" And I just... I don't know. XD
Do they look alright? ^.^"
And I think I heard from Moon a few days ago. They're in another roleplay I'm in, but that was still a while ago.
And I'll probably read through all the replies later, but what's kind of going on right now?))
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Post by Aɪʀ on Nov 19, 2017 13:21:33 GMT -5
» So basically, Morningflight (ShadowClan queen) is giving birth to her kits early. Yellowstar (RiverClan leader and only surviving leader of the fire) is frantically trying to help while Flurryfoot (RiverClan medicine cat) is helping to deliver the kits.
Meanwhile, Beesplash (RiverClan deputy), Mistyheart (RiverClan warrior), and Mossheart (WindClan warrior) are all going on a hunting patrol to attempt to restock the suffering fresh-kill pile, and Lilypaw (Riverclan) and Whorlkit (Windclan) are in the nursery. Boom.
Elaborated on everything cus I'm not sure how much you've read.
Everything's taking place in RiverClan's camp. «
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Post by Winona on Nov 19, 2017 13:30:10 GMT -5
((Okay, got it. ^.^
I guess I'll just have them casually chilling in camp, maybe? XD
I'm still on the first page for reading. XD))
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Nov 19, 2017 13:51:14 GMT -5
>> Ooc << heey guys sorry for being gone.. im just really waiting for this soft cast to come off before i get back into rping fully. >> RP <<
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Post by Aɪʀ on Nov 19, 2017 14:01:03 GMT -5
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Yellowstar parted his jaws to retort to the she-cat's comment, but was cut off by her sternness and order to do as she said. The glint in her eyes made him keep quiet and nod his head, trusting the medicine cat to do her thing. He was a great and powerful leader of a great and powerful clan, capable of winning many battles and conquering the toughest of hardships; but none of that could acquaint to the job of a medicine cat. They were smart and skilled and full of wisdom and understanding too spiritual and grand for even a leader to understand. Yellowstar didn't dare challenge Flurryfoot, for she had the power of StarClan on her side, and he trusted her deductions and reasoning enough to let her boss him around.
He lashed his tail, gazing down at Morningflight with worry as the she-cat writhed in the nest, resting his paw on her fur lightly to soothe her. He waited for Flurryfoot to say something, staring at her expectantly as if awaiting some sort of order before his attention was snapped back to Morningflight and the arrival of their first kit.
He was surprised by how small and fragile it was, hardly resembling what he imagined it would be like. He'd only been to one other kitting - his sister's, back when he was a young warrior. It had gone a lot different then, nothing like the scene before him. His littermate's cries weren't as agonized, and she wasn't frail and coughing or on the verge of what he feared might be death. She'd been a little more relaxed, but still in obvious pain, and her kits had been larger and covered in tabby fur.
He'd eventually been kicked out of the nursery for making snide comments about how "yucky" the scene was, but he had been kit-like and foolish back then. The tom before them now was matured and experienced, and his only concern was the well-being of his mate and his precious, tiny kits.
Lilypaw held onto the kit tightly, having had no choice but to get him away as soon as possible. She placed him in an empty nest and curled up next to him, pleading silently that her presence would be enough to soothe him. "Don't worry; Mossheart will be here soon," she promised him. It wasn't entirely a lie; the warrior would soon return and have delicious fresh-kill to make up for her absence. But she wasn't there now, and she wouldn't be for a while, not if Lilypaw had anything to say about it.
The apprentice had watched the Windclan warrior and kit over the course of the few days they'd been in RiverClan. She saw just how fond the kit was of Mossheart by his refusal to leave her side and knew that the she-cat would never have time to enjoy herself so long as she concerned herself with the kit's well-being. A hunting patrol was the perfect way for her to ease her stress and stretch her muscles, and Lilypaw would be a lot happier to know that the she-cat enjoyed herself out in the territory instead of babysitting Whorlkit for a while longer. In a sense, Lilypaw's actions were a silent gift to Mossheart. She just hoped that the she-cat would enjoy herself.
Lilypaw gazed down at the tom-kit, wondering how she was going to keep him entertained. There weren't any other kits in the nursery, and the other queens had left to watch Morningflight's kitting from afar. She almost suggested he get some sleep, but decided at the last second that sleep would probably be the last thing on the kit's mind. She scraped her claws into the nest's moss mindlessly until a small ball formed at her claws, and her ears pricked up as an idea suddenly struck her thoughts. "Wanna play moss-ball?" she asked the kit, rising to her paws and plucking the little ball from the ground with her claw.
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Post by Aɪʀ on Nov 19, 2017 14:02:57 GMT -5
» Hey, Milky! I hope your wrist is doing better. And that's fine, Blaze. I may have my remaining character bustle into camp to get the ball rolling. «
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Nov 19, 2017 14:03:30 GMT -5
>> Ooc << would i be able to claim a kit? >> RP <<
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 19, 2017 14:08:23 GMT -5
Gritting her teeth hard, she flinched at his touch baring her teeth in a feral snarl. She didn't know what she was doing, how she was threatening the tom she loved the most. But her mind was all but gone with the pain wracking her system, she couldn't think of anything but how badly it hurt. A pool of blood was forming around her and soaking through the nest as she let out another wail as the pain struck again, relentless like the pounding of a brick wall.
Managing to think straight enough to at the very least speak, she whispered to her mate. Pushing the tiny kit towards her mate and saying firmly, "Lick it, get it warm. It'll die if you don't get it breathing soon," she stammered before she fell back into the nest with another cry of pain.
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Nov 19, 2017 14:10:39 GMT -5
>> Ooc << if there is a pool of blood something has gone wrong or kit just came out... i've helped a lot of cats give birth and they don't bleed much when giving birth >> RP <<
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 19, 2017 14:11:22 GMT -5
(she's wounded from her burns, that's why she's bleeding)
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Nov 19, 2017 14:12:03 GMT -5
>> Ooc << ohh okay! >> RP <<
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 19, 2017 14:12:42 GMT -5
(no worries, sure you can have the other kit. I wont have one so others get a chance, I don't mind too much )[/sub]
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Post by Winona on Nov 19, 2017 14:13:07 GMT -5
((I haven't helped a lot of cats give birth, but I've birthed goats and it's the same. XD
Kits! <3 Poor Morningflight...
I'm making a quick starter with Flamerose, maybe Wolffang. XD))
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Nov 19, 2017 14:13:31 GMT -5
>> Ooc << what no you have to have a kit! it is your momma kitty giving birth that is only fair >> RP <<
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Post by Littleflower on Nov 19, 2017 14:15:45 GMT -5
(honestly I don't mind at all, you're welcome too it!)[/sub]
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