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Post by Littleflower on Jan 16, 2018 23:21:16 GMT -5
( i have to go pretty soon so I’ll reply in the morning)
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Post by Morticat on Jan 16, 2018 23:26:38 GMT -5
» S o r r e l p a w • N u r s e r yS t o r m f l i g h t
"I won't pretend to know how you feel," she said simply, "your kits need you to be well enough. It would be selfish to not give them the opportunity to thrive where they couldn't with you right now," Sorrelpaw gave Stormflight the honest truth, wanting that to sink in before she talked about herself and their own relationship. "Loss is held on by us for seasons, usually until death. But the pain can be eased, and the loss becomes part of a different you. My father is different, and he has a new energy in him, and I thank you for giving that to him," the apprentice dipped her head, "I'll treat your kits as if they were my own litter-mates, you can trust me on that". She meant this whole-heartedly, giving Stormflight a serious look and casing a gaze across the nursery to her kin. » G r a y f o o t • N u r s e r y K i t s
Grayfoot couldn't help but let out a low grumble of frustration at the tiny kits who were clearly aware she wasn't their mother and were making the process difficult. "I should be watching my own kits," she thought worriedly and with agitation. She tried her best to lean her head closer to the entrance to peak out and see Nectarkit and Milkkit but the strain to lean out caused the kittens to stir and whine so she gave up. Maternal instincts kicked in and Grayfoot began lapping at each kit's head to soothe and bathe them.
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Post by Morticat on Jan 16, 2018 23:28:01 GMT -5
{ Goodnight Littleflower! }
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Asexual
Silverwind
Every time you thought life would defeat you, you were wrong. <3
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Post by Silverwind on Jan 16, 2018 23:29:16 GMT -5
THe young novice was emerging out of the den, shaking his pelt slightly. He was getting ready to go out hunting when he saw Rainpaw. He smiled and padded over to the cat. "Hi Rainpaw, how are you doing? Would you like to go hunting with me?" He asked politely.
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 16, 2018 23:32:31 GMT -5
“I just want to see them, to make sure there ok,” her voice was croaky and pained but filled with frustration, “I thought they were dead, and the healer wont even let me touch my own kits.” She setttled her head back into the fur of her flank, “Even your father has gone,” she added with a sigh.
Shadowkit at last related, his instinct to feed driving him stronger then the fear of the unknown and he latched on with his tiny mouth and suckled hungrily, kneading deep into the strangers belly.
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 16, 2018 23:33:06 GMT -5
(I’m not gone just yet XD)
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Jan 16, 2018 23:39:03 GMT -5
☪ Ooc >> Morticat omg Im sorry I forgot! ☪ RP >>
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Post by Morticat on Jan 16, 2018 23:41:47 GMT -5
» R a i n p a w • C a m pG h o s t p a w
Rainpaw had always been a particularly sour and short-tempered cat, so his attitude and responses weren't anything of shock to his clan-mates, in-fact they'd probably think it odd if he was in an optimistic mood. "You? Going hunting without a mentor?" He looked at Ghostpaw with a questioning gaze, "Fine, but if we get into trouble then I'm saying I was forced against my will," Rainpaw said to the other tom-cat seriously. Anything to get away from the moaning and groaning and wailing and annoying behavior that had been displayed so far that day from the nursery that nearly drove him mad.
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Post by Morticat on Jan 16, 2018 23:43:17 GMT -5
{ ♡ Bun ♡ - Noo, it's okay! }
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Post by Morticat on Jan 16, 2018 23:59:13 GMT -5
» S o r r e l p a w • N u r s e r yS t o r m f l i g h t
"You're weak, your kits are tired and hungry just like you and they need warmth-" Sorrelpaw nearly begun another similar lecture that Rainshimmer had probably given Stormflight too and she stopped herself, heaving a sigh. "Well let's talk about them while you lay down and close your eyes okay?" She suggested, not waiting for a reply, "I know you named two little black ones Shadowkit and Riverkit - how about the other two she-kits? Redwind specified that he wanted you to name them," she said the last part with a softer tone.
» G r a y f o o t • N u r s e r y K i t s
Grayfoot smiled, pleased that she had finally managed to get at least one of the kits to suckle - the smallest kit, obviously the runt. "No wonder he's already feeding," she thought. Grayfoot surveyed the rest of the little bodies, smelling them each individually and recoiling slightly at the musky scent of blood that hung to them. "We'll get you all warmed up and clean soon. But don't think you get to be at this belly forever," she chided at them as if they understood her words.
» H e a t h e r k i t • N u r s e r yG r a y f o o t
The black she-kit pawed angerly at her siblings around her, wacking them on the heads with her little paws. Heatherkit was confused, upset and unsure of her surroundings other than knowing her squirming siblings were near her and rolling around over her back and under her belly and causing her to be very frustrated and distressed. Heatherkit rolled onto her back, fluffy belly turned towards the sky and ventured into the pile of kittens to the sweet scent of milk.
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Jan 16, 2018 23:59:33 GMT -5
» M i l k k i t • C a m p N e c t a r k i t
"Only if I get to find you," the small white kit demanded, his tail high in the air, ready for another game with his sister. "I'm not good at hiding with my white fur," he frowned for a moment though immediately picked back up on the same energy that he had before. ☪ Ooc >> ☪ RP >> "If it's okay with you!" She squeaked, she was a lot smaller than her brother and liked being treated as a little sister even though they were only 4 moons old. She got in her running stance before her mewed, "Okay close your eyes!" Her tone was delighted with excitement; She knew of the best hiding spot.
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Jan 17, 2018 0:07:48 GMT -5
☪ Ooc >>
☪ RP >> Maplekit wacked her sister back in the head and mewled in protest, she shakily wiggled her way to the end of the nest, following the scent of her mother. She was confused as so many new scent filled her nose, she sneezed as she sniffed at the soft moss that laid at her feet. She mewed, confused at where she was at; Her belly hurt with hunger.
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Post by 𝕾𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖒𝖗𝖆𝖌𝖊 on Jan 17, 2018 0:12:44 GMT -5
[ y'know Riverkit would be the one to refuse anyone but his mom xD ]
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Post by Morticat on Jan 17, 2018 0:26:55 GMT -5
» M i l k k i t • C a m p N e c t a r k i t
"Don't hide in the herbs again! You'll smell like the stinky stuff they put on the old cats for weeks!" Milkkit called out to his sister with his eyes shut. "I have them closed!" He exclaimed, sitting still near the central part of camp. Milkkit opened one eye a crack, peaking around thinking he'd get a good look at where Nectarkit had gone but to his dismay he couldn't see her through his squinted eye. He waited a few moments longer, trying to listen where she was but his skills not developed yet to distinguish sounds so well. "I'm gonna find you!" He called out, opening his eyes and jumping to his paws. » R a i n p a w • L e a v i n g C a m pG h o s t p a w
"I can be very convincing, Ghostpaw," he said with a condescending tone, trying to act like a hardened tom-cat of many seasons. Rainpaw fell instep behind him, sticking his tongue out at the other apprentice immaturely and mocking Ghostpaw's facial expressions, just to entertain himself. "Let's go to the Ruins. Nobody has hunted there for ages! It's not that creepy," he responded. There might be a good chance of finding prey there - not like it was hard to find prey almost anywhere in the current season, but nonetheless Rainpaw wanted to make the trek.
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Post by Morticat on Jan 17, 2018 0:49:59 GMT -5
{ I'll reply to posts tomorrow. I have so much schoolwork to do this week. ): Goodnight guys! }
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Jan 17, 2018 1:23:16 GMT -5
☪ Ooc >> I'll get replies out tomorrow too.
☪ RP >>
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Post by Morticat on Jan 17, 2018 6:13:16 GMT -5
» R a i n p a w • O u t o f C a m pG h o s t p a w
Rainpaw scowled quietly at the unresponsiveness of Ghostpaw, realizing he just wasn't going to get through to him that way. "Well you see two-legs use to live there. Right on the edge of our territory! I've been told, one night when the two-legs were shedding their furry skins off and near a small fire, one of them tripped on their big paws and all the furry skins and fire flew into the two-leg houses and they all burned down to the ground - some old rogue cats too, just blam," he extenuated his words and used sound effects for maximum gulliblity, "they say sometimes you can still hear cats wailing down there at the Ruins," Rainpaw finishes the story with an an overly exasperated sigh, "sad stuff huh," he looked at the tom for his reaction, "don't be scared though we're just going to hunt a mouse or two,"
{ First of all I hate and adore Rainpaw, and second of all oh my gosh guys so skip this if you don't care but for part of my business law class we engage with our class-mates in online discussion, though you aren't able to see anybody's post until you yourself make a post so it's not like I could get a good idea on how everybody answered the questions so I no lie spent about 4 hours reading the case results and making a perfect post with source evidence and plenty of explanation and I turn it in and the few other people who had turned in the answers to the discussion questions answered them in only one to two sentences. :' ) I will now to go sleep. }
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 17, 2018 7:24:06 GMT -5
» S o r r e l p a w • N u r s e r yS t o r m f l i g h t
"You're weak, your kits are tired and hungry just like you and they need warmth-" Sorrelpaw nearly begun another similar lecture that Rainshimmer had probably given Stormflight too and she stopped herself, heaving a sigh. "Well let's talk about them while you lay down and close your eyes okay?" She suggested, not waiting for a reply, "I know you named two little black ones Shadowkit and Riverkit - how about the other two she-kits? Redwind specified that he wanted you to name them," she said the last part with a softer tone.
» G r a y f o o t • N u r s e r y K i t s
Grayfoot smiled, pleased that she had finally managed to get at least one of the kits to suckle - the smallest kit, obviously the runt. "No wonder he's already feeding," she thought. Grayfoot surveyed the rest of the little bodies, smelling them each individually and recoiling slightly at the musky scent of blood that hung to them. "We'll get you all warmed up and clean soon. But don't think you get to be at this belly forever," she chided at them as if they understood her words.
» H e a t h e r k i t • N u r s e r yG r a y f o o t
The black she-kit pawed angerly at her siblings around her, wacking them on the heads with her little paws. Heatherkit was confused, upset and unsure of her surroundings other than knowing her squirming siblings were near her and rolling around over her back and under her belly and causing her to be very frustrated and distressed. Heatherkit rolled onto her back, fluffy belly turned towards the sky and ventured into the pile of kittens to the sweet scent of milk.
Two toms, two shecats. She took this information in and couldn't help the slight purr which came from her throat, it had all been a blurr and she hadn't realised this until now. Stormflight closed her eyes, trying to conjure up a picture from the memory mostly tainted by unconsciousness as tried to think of names fitting for the clans newest members. "Maplekit, the little shecat who looks like your father," she said quietly, though her voice sounded uncertain but dark with concentration. Trying to hold on to the one memory with everything she had, as for now it would be all she was allowed. "And Heatherkit," she whispered. Pain lighting her eyes, after her sister who had been killed by a monster days after the pair had been made warriors. It was the least she could do to name her daughter after the shecat. She lowered her head to her paws with a sigh, "What do they look like? Are they at least healthy?"
Shadowkit let out a little mewl as his sisters pushed and squirmed around him, he struggled to keep his grip where he lay enough that he could get milk. Only to be knocked aside and pushed out of the way by his bigger siblings, he let out a feeble mew, but made no attempt to return. [/sub] [/p]
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 17, 2018 7:30:10 GMT -5
(sorry to hear that mordi! I take Law with Criminology at uni so I get entirely what you mean by infuriating answers XD)
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Post by 𝕾𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖒𝖗𝖆𝖌𝖊 on Jan 17, 2018 10:19:38 GMT -5
( snow day )
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 17, 2018 10:38:55 GMT -5
(lucky)
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 17, 2018 16:18:55 GMT -5
She walked outside the den, trusting that her mate was following her. Being outside the nursery had made her feel calmer, too much had been going on inside the den and made her feel tired and overwhelmed. Soon she walked outside of camp and looked around, sniffing the air trying to catch Redwing's scent. "So love... I was wondering..." She began, sounding hesitant. "How would you feel if we had more kits..." She asked slowly, bracing herself for his reaction. "I mean, maybe not right now. We just got done with Ghostpaw, but I was thinking maybe we could wait a few moons, maybe when he is closer to being a warrior..." She offered softly. Brokenfrost followed at a steady pace, lifting his head to the wind he searched for the scent of his friend. Part of him was annoyed with Redwind for abandoning his mate during her time of most need, never in a million years could he have imagined doing that to Ashenwind, no matter what the circumstance. Just at the mere idea he pressed himself to his mate, protectively as he continued down the path.
Twitching his ear to his mate, he listened to her words. Never one to use ten where one would do, he seemed surprised by what she had to say. He paused mid step to look at her, an eyebrow raised. "Really? I mean, I love you Ashenwind, but after what happened last time..." He hesitated, grief darkening his eyes briefly but he blinked it away and swiped his tongue across her ear. "If it is what you want, I would love it." [/sub] [/p]
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Post by Morticat on Jan 17, 2018 16:27:34 GMT -5
» S o r r e l p a w • N u r s e r yS t o r m f l i g h t
She smiled at the she-cat's continuous will to be there for her kits and caring for them first before all else. "I wonder if Dappleshine would have been a mother like that," she wondered. Sorrelpaw looked over at Grayfoot and the kits who were still having trouble adjusting to the strange smells of a new cat that wasn't their mother, but Sorrelpaw wasn't going to tell Stormflight that. "You have your two little black toms Shadowkit and Riverkit and one she-kit Heatherkit who look just like you. Then there's Maplekit, your daughter, the one resembling my father," she explained to the mother with gentle words, trying to soothe her and ease her stress. "They are all doing so well Stormflight. You did a great job".
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 17, 2018 16:39:49 GMT -5
Clearly listening and hanging on to every word she could get about the kits, the ball of black fur and a pair of green eyes very slightly opened. By no means could the new mother have been described to be relaxed, but she seemed to be trying to be obedient if it meant she would get to her kits sooner. "They will be strong," she said mostly to herself, "They have to be." The idea of losing even one of them terrified her, she would have given her life a thousand times over to make sure they were safe.
Stormflight twitched her ears as she saw something flicker in the younger shecat's eyes, and she paused. Taking a stab in the dark as to what it could mean. The young mother said with a quiet but firm tone of voice, "I am sorry you lost your mother so young," she told Sorrelpaw, something that the queen was sure the apprentice had heard a thousand times over. "I know your father misses her every day, and loves you two so very much. And I could never replace that fully," she explained lowly. Uncertain of herself and hoping this wouldn't be taken the wrong way. "But I love him, and if there's anything I can ever do for you or your brother. Know I will always try my best."
The tiny Shadowkit continued to mew and whimper, crying for his mother with hunger and pain in his little voice. Cast aside from the nest with not enough energy to return by himself, the little tom struggled weakly.
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Post by 𝕾𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖒𝖗𝖆𝖌𝖊 on Jan 17, 2018 16:50:58 GMT -5
[ yea Riverkit's gonna be the one who just refuses anyone but Stormflight lol ]
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 17, 2018 16:53:26 GMT -5
(aww XD i feel I'm going to like Riverkit quite a bit XD rp?)
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