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Post by Littleflower on Jan 18, 2018 19:22:28 GMT -5
(I knew I was going to like this clan XD)
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 18, 2018 19:43:02 GMT -5
(of course, that's understandable, would you like to rp?)
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Post by 𝕾𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖒𝖗𝖆𝖌𝖊 on Jan 18, 2018 22:19:02 GMT -5
[ phew. told you she'd come back ]
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 18, 2018 22:20:43 GMT -5
(I don't think it's Mordi's intention to come back unfortunately, they're concerned about lack of activity)
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Post by 𝕾𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖒𝖗𝖆𝖌𝖊 on Jan 18, 2018 22:30:19 GMT -5
just tag them and let them know Glow's back
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 18, 2018 22:31:21 GMT -5
(i messaged them, they’re aware sadly)
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 18, 2018 22:41:01 GMT -5
(of course! That’s never a question XD would anyone like to rp? I have brokenfrost or stormflight free)
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Post by 𝕾𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖒𝖗𝖆𝖌𝖊 on Jan 18, 2018 22:57:03 GMT -5
[ If you want Stormflight to still have a mate, Wolfsong could do it ]
[ or I could make another tom for ya ]
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 18, 2018 22:59:56 GMT -5
(sure that’d be fine with me, i take it he’d be the father of the kits instead? Also, sorry if i poof occasionally, i just opened a clan and I’m desperately trying to make the coding look at least somewhat decent XD I’m kind of proud, I’ve never done it by myself before XD its hideous compared to here, but I’m happy XD would you like to rp?)
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Post by 𝕾𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖒𝖗𝖆𝖌𝖊 on Jan 18, 2018 23:07:45 GMT -5
[ sure ]
[ you're fine. I'm poofy myself anyway, playing a game with some friends ]
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 18, 2018 23:10:56 GMT -5
(would you like to continue on from my last post?)
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Post by 𝕾𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖒𝖗𝖆𝖌𝖊 on Jan 18, 2018 23:14:49 GMT -5
[ I will as soon as I get the chance ]
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 18, 2018 23:19:05 GMT -5
(don’t worry that’s what i meant, didn’t mean to sound impatient, sorry)
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Post by 𝕾𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖒𝖗𝖆𝖌𝖊 on Jan 18, 2018 23:30:01 GMT -5
[ No you're good. Should be about another half hour or so ]
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Post by 𝕾𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖒𝖗𝖆𝖌𝖊 on Jan 19, 2018 0:01:52 GMT -5
[ can you quote it for me? ]
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 19, 2018 0:07:10 GMT -5
Pitying him in that moment, she pressed into his flank in an affectionate gesture, saying with a quiet tone of voice. “Ive told you before,” she said firmly, wrapping her tail around the tiny Shadowkit to keep the weak kitten close. “I don’t intend on leaving you at least for a while yet.”
Turning her attention away from the solemn subject, she shakingly lowered her head to nose at the kit curled up at her belly. “You have two more sons and two more daughters,” she explained to him with a tired smile. “Meet Shadowkit,” she said in respects to the kit beside her. Then turning to Grayfoot, “Heatherkit, Maplekit and Riverkit.”She added with a proud expression, despite her tired demeanour.
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Post by 𝕾𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖒𝖗𝖆𝖌𝖊 on Jan 19, 2018 0:40:05 GMT -5
ok replying
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Post by 𝕾𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖒𝖗𝖆𝖌𝖊 on Jan 19, 2018 0:45:08 GMT -5
Riverkit was less than pleased. Again he’d been taken from his mother and placed near some stranger, whose scent he didn’t recognize. It wasn’t his mother, though the tantalizing scent of milk soaked the air around him. Instinct dictated he nurse, since he’d need the fats and nutrients to grow. His mother’s milk did more than that, however – it gave him vital antibodies and immunities to the world around him. Without it, the kits were far more likely to grow ill. They’d pull through most likely, but disease and sickness had little mercy. He was torn; he wanted his mother, wanted the warmth of her fur and the comforting rumble of her purr, but she was beyond his reach. He could only scent the world and feel vibrations in the air; his mother’s purr was one way to sere as a beacon in the kit’s new world, letting the newborns know that she was safe and comforting. The new scent closest to him, aside from the scent of his siblings, was not his mother.
And then she was closer, within his reach. Mewling desperately, the little kit squirmed and thrashed his way towards his mother. Without warning, someone picked him up, carried him a short distance, and placed him near his mother. Riverkit rumbled happily, burying his nose against his mother’s stomach. Almost instantly, he began to nurse.
Wolfsong purred, curling tight around his mate. He saw the largest tom-kit struggling, clearly trying to get closer to Stormflight, and untangled himself for a moment, picking the kit up. A few steps later and he placed Riverkit down again, and the newborn instantly began to nurse, at ease again. Wolfsong curled around his mate again, resting his muzzle on her shoulder as he studied the little kits. “They’re perfect,” he rumbled to her. Riverkit, Maplekit, Heatherkit, Shadowkit. His own kits – his very own kits. He’d never believed he’d be a father, and now he was staring at his few own little family. Silently, he offered them an oath: he would do whatever necessary – move heaven and earth – to keep his family safe. Happy. Loved.
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 19, 2018 0:59:03 GMT -5
Stormflight lowered her nose to run it across Riverkit’s tiny frame, she let out a gentle purr as he tucked himself close to her underbelly and she very nearly moved to tuck him closer when she hesitated, hating even herself for having to do it, she recoiled from the tiny tom, instead wrapping her long tail around his slender frame and looking to her mate with sadness in her eyes. “I’m not allowed to have them,” her words were hoarseand riddled with pain at the truth of what she had little choice in saying. “I’m not even meant to be touching them, Rainshimmer will be mad.” She stammered, uncertain. Petrified that disobedience would mean having all four kits taken from her side.
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Post by 𝕾𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖒𝖗𝖆𝖌𝖊 on Jan 19, 2018 1:15:36 GMT -5
Wolfsong snorted. “I’ll handle Rainshimmer,” he murmured. He wrapped his tail around her, offering silent comfort. She was tired, weak, and worried, and that irritated Wolfsong. What sort of healer took away someone’s kits? Logically he understood, but he was till frustrated. “I doubt Riverkit will take to Greyfoot well, judging by how hard he was trying to get to you.” He shook his head, giving her a comforting lick on the ear. “It’ll be fine. They need their mother. As long as you take it easy, Stormflight, everything will be fine.” He pushed his nose against her fur, purring softly to ease his mate’s worries. Nothing was going to happen to his kits or his mate – not while he was here. Rainshimmer wouldn’t dare touch them; Wolfsong would sooner gut the healer. He knew his sister, the baroness, would be on his side. Skysong and Wolfsong were close; she’d respect Stormflight and Wolfsong’s desires.
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 19, 2018 1:24:57 GMT -5
Comforted by the certainty of her mate, Stormflight managed to relax at least a little, tucking Riverkit close to the curve of her belly with a rumbling purr, eyes filled with pure adoration for the tiny bundles of fur settled at both hers and Grayfoot’s belly, she would have done anything for them in that moment, as she watched Riverkit nurse. She rested her head beside him, weak, exhausted and having lost a lot of blood, she was content to watch her kits. The smile on her face would have left for very few things in that moment.
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Post by 𝕾𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖒𝖗𝖆𝖌𝖊 on Jan 19, 2018 10:22:13 GMT -5
( went to bed but couldn’t sleep. Yay )
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 19, 2018 10:25:25 GMT -5
(That’s the worst, hope you’re alright)
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Post by 𝕾𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖒𝖗𝖆𝖌𝖊 on Jan 19, 2018 15:00:37 GMT -5
( I’ll be fine lol gonna take a nice long nap )
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