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Post by Deleted on Jun 7, 2018 17:06:36 GMT -5
By the time Peachpool had approached, the queen was in the midst of an agonising contraction. Teeth gritted as she struggled with her final kit to be born, she was sprawled out in the grass. Blood marking the makeshift nest beneath her as she fought to stay awake long enough to deliver the kitten causing her trouble. Her ears occasionally twitched at the sound of her mewling newborns, but otherwise she showed little signs of being fully conscious, her every effort fixed on desperately trying to kit.
On the sound of approaching pawsteps, the queen managed a weak growling sound. Fear for her tiny newborns apparent in her gaze, but there was little she could do to protect the tiny newborns in her state of agony. Her heart raced in her chest until she was sure it would explode.
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Post by Detoxx on Jun 7, 2018 17:43:08 GMT -5
Hickory paced back and fourth, occasionally glancing back at Lyra, and the kits that he was almost completely sure were his... Unless Lyra was secretly some sort of player, but even still - he had no idea she was pregnant. Okay, sure... He and Lyra did some stuff... And he liked the she cat just fine, she was funny and very kind, but... Hickory never saw himself settling down with anyone. Were these kits going to change his plan? They couldn't. He had been at it for 2 moons! He was so close to getting alone time with Falconstar, he just knew it. But what would Lyra expect of him now? Regardless he did his best to not look interested, 'lest he blow his cover. He gave Falconstar the space he needed, completely ignorant of their prior relationship. Thus he wondered why he seemed so... Interested in her, and the litter of his kits. He could tell they were his as he watched them being born. The perfect combination of the both of them. A small, but very powerful spark of pride overwhelmed the tom, he felt tears coming to his face as he watched his children squirm into their mother, small, living breathing parts of himself. Caught in the daze he snorted and went back to pacing, eyes still watering.
Peachpool skidded to a halt beside them, seeing the queen in distress, and clear fear. She understood the distrust, birth was an intimate action, the mother was protective of her new born kits and as an outsider Peachpool did not rush to her side immediately. "Goldenpetal," She murmured comfortingly, eyes looking deep in hers. There was no hate, or apathy, but the same cool collected calmness the Medicine Cat always seemed to carry. She placed the bundle of herbs down and nosed them towards her without getting too close. "They shall numb the pain, and assure plentiful milk for your newborns... You can do this, Goldenpetal. You are stronger than you know, the pain shall fade soon." She soothed, sitting down before them and placing a paw on her flank to feel the contractions.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 7, 2018 17:59:34 GMT -5
Flicking her ears as she saw her mate pacing a little way away, she quickly pulled her gaze from when she'd connected with his, not wishing to get him into trouble, knowing he found great importance in his work and would likely scold her for trying to make contact with him. Looking at the medicine cat with a level of clear mistrust in her eyes, but she did as she was told. Lowering her nose to lap up the herbs without complaint. Lyra tore her claws into the ground underfoot as she whimpered with pain, throat now too hoarse to even cry out with the pain which was building up in her flanks. She touched her nose to the little tom kit settled before her nose as he mewled, and she took a deep breath as she pushed again. A third kit slithering into the world beside her, it let out a weak mewling sound beside her and she moved to try and help her. (toxx forgot to ask, would you like a kit too?)
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Post by Detoxx on Jun 7, 2018 18:14:50 GMT -5
(No thank you! I already got a bunch of kits. XD Also dunno if you saw it and forgot to mention or didn't see it but Peachpool is there asking Lyra to take some of the medicine she got her. c:)
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 7, 2018 18:16:39 GMT -5
OOC: Mosshail & Chocolate-Fawn all are accepted thank you so much for joining. If you need an update on where everyone is at you can look at the News & Update page at the front of the thread and it will tell you whats up. Also I will be posting my reply shortly I'm a little busy making a border clan - Creekclan.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 7, 2018 18:26:00 GMT -5
(Ooh! I look forward to joining it should I be allowed )
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Post by Deleted on Jun 7, 2018 18:27:03 GMT -5
(fixed! Detoxx )
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Post by Mosshail on Jun 7, 2018 18:44:29 GMT -5
[Awesome, thanks so much!]
Grassflight stood near the camp entrance, his ears flicking. After Mistflower had come to fetch Peachpool, he grew anxious on what was occurring outside the camp in their territory. He had smelled a strange cats scent on the warrior, and the thought of invaders made him flick his tail.
Amberpaw and Songfall were a little ways off, near the kill pile. Songfall licked her paws to give a calm demeanor off towards the apprentice, who was visibly agitated. The young she-cat stared at the camp entrance, curious to find out what was happening, and wondering if she'd get the chance to show off her fighting skills.
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Post by Chocolate-Fawn on Jun 7, 2018 19:22:41 GMT -5
(Open to RP with Rose or Swiftleap)
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Post by Mosshail on Jun 7, 2018 19:33:19 GMT -5
[Hi! Where is Swiftleap at the moment? All of my cats are in camp and open to RP.]
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Post by Tigerlily on Jun 7, 2018 19:41:11 GMT -5
Mistflower had raced back with Peachpool and watched the queen giving birth. She found that she couldn't be angry with her right now as she brought new kits into the world.
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Post by Mosshail on Jun 7, 2018 20:02:43 GMT -5
Grassflight's lip twitched and at that moment, he stood up. He decide to leave the camp, to go and locate Mistflower and Peachpool. He scampered through the camp entrance, squeezing himself nimbly through, and smelled the air. He found the direction from which the she-cats had gone, and decided to follow. I'd prefer to tag along behind, just in case, he thought. Whatever's going on, could mean trouble.
Amberpaw sat up straight as the black tom left camp. Her ears swiveled sideways, concern for her clanmates sliding down her back to her tailtip. "Songfall, shouldn't we go too?" Amberpaw asked the older warrior, her gaze still fixed on the camp entrance.
Songfall looked up slightly, still keeping her calm. "It's fine, Amberpaw," she replied. "If Mistflower had been in trouble, she would have called for more warriors, not a medicine cat. We cannot do Peachpool's job, so we aren't needed right now."
Amberpaw sighed slightly, grumpily and silently thinking over Songfall's logic.
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 8, 2018 10:15:38 GMT -5
Palepaw sighed not happy about not being able to train but then she got an idea. "We don't have to train but I would really love to stretch my legs. Do you think you could walk with me? I would hate to be outside of the camp alone.." she suggested. The apprentice had been cooped up in this den for days and she really just wished to feel the wind through her fur and the sun on her back. Giving Fawnheart a playful nudge with her muzzle she hoped that he would be willing to join her.
Falconstar had stepped back and watched the three little kits being born and waited. He was happy that Peachpool had made it in time to help Goldenpetal. Part of the clan leader wished that he could invite her back to the camp to stay in the nursery where he knew it was safe for her and her kits, but he couldn't. Not knowing who her mate was.. possibly the tom who was with her, but when he looked at the kits they looked nothing like him and he dismissed the thought. She probably didn't want to come back to the camp anyways, and his clanmates probably would want her back either. Sighing he waited patiently looking at the rest of his patrol trying not to stare at the queen.
OOC: I have Nova available if anyone wants to RP about the rouges that are at the rouge camp.
BIC: Hunger finally forced the silver and black dappled shecat from her nest and out of her den. There was only a small chunk of forest left which surrounded the camp. Outside of it, the yellow monster's rawred as they tore up the earth. Looking to the others she spoke up. "Does anyone wanna come hunting with me?", She asked not wanting to go alone, for fear of being captured by a twoleg. Sadly the group had already lost three members because the twolegs had captured them, and Nova did not want to be their next victim.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 8, 2018 10:24:39 GMT -5
Her work now over, though she was exhausted the young queen attempted to pull herself into a straighter position. Lowering her muzzle, instinctively she began to carefully lap at her newborns. Warming them as best as she could in spite of the less than ideal setting into which they'd been born. Her flanks still heaved with the effort of catching her breath, but the pride and adoration in her eyes was apparent. A soft purr slipped from her lips, attempting to sooth the newborns as she pulled them close briefly, but didn't let them nurse just yet. Lifting herself weakly to her paws, legs shaking with the effort but she managed all the same. She looked down at the three kits one last time briefly, before nervously casting her gaze towards Falconstar. Wrapping her long golden tail around the kits and pulling their tiny bodies closer to her paws in a slightly protective manner. "Thank you for your help," was all she said when she actually spoke.
(I was wandering about the possibility of Pale and Lyra eventually meeting up again? and potentially for pale to have been raised having been told her mother was a murderous traitor, cos I think that dynamic would be interesting honestly)
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Post by Tigerlily on Jun 8, 2018 10:27:16 GMT -5
Mistflower padded up to Falconstar and gently pressed her pelt against his in an understanding way. "I know this must be hard for you." She murmured softly. She couldn't imagine what the leader was going through, watching his ex-mate give birth to another tom's kits. Hopefully the leader would be willing to love someone else again eventually. She knew how much Doveshadow fancied him and thought they would be a good match for each other.
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 8, 2018 11:12:48 GMT -5
Seeing Lyra rise Thorn slowly approached her sniffing her softly and then her kits. With her getting up he took that as her being ready to go. Gently the sandy tom picked up two of the small kits. Their size was small enough for his large jaws to be able to gently grab two of them without causing them discomfort. "Ready?", He meowed with a muffled voice to the queen wanting to get her to a safe place. He then cast a swift glance over the clan cats with his amber eyes still wary of them. His eyes stopped on Hickory for just a brief second before turning back to Lyra awaiting her go ahead.
Falconstar felt Mistflowers comforting gesture and he blinked thankfully to her before stepping away and towards the two outsiders. "You have till sundown to be out of Briarclans territory, I suggest you make the best of the time given to you", the clan leader meowed his eyes looking at Goldenpetal longingly. The time he had given her was more than enough especially considering that it was almost sunhigh. He didn't want her to rush and risk loosing a kit, even though they were not his own, then tom felt partially responsible for them.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 8, 2018 11:17:11 GMT -5
The golden queen hesitated mid step, her ears twitching and the curiosity and part fear still burned in her chest as it fought with her common sense to ask the question which made her paws itch for answers. She picked up Hollow very gently, flinching as she heard her hungry kits mewl for her, but she knew she needed to get the tiny kits off the territory before she even began to think about filling their empty bellies. She paused, looking back to Thorn with a thankful nod of her head when she had seen that the tom had grabbed two of her kits, knowing she would struggle to carry only one considering how tired she had been. Lyra dug her claws into the moss underfoot, until her curiosity got the better of her common sense and she at last asked.
"How is Palepaw?" Her words were quiet, nervous. As though scared as to what the answer was going to be.
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Post by Tigerlily on Jun 8, 2018 11:29:33 GMT -5
Honey squeaked as she was picked up by Thorn. The little she-kit still had her eyes closed and batted weakly at the air.
Mistflower watched Lyra as she turned to leave with the kits. She heard the she-cats question about Palepaw and held back a growl. Thanks
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Post by Deleted on Jun 8, 2018 11:32:33 GMT -5
Flicking her ear when she heard Honey's gentle squeak, she lowered her nose to nose her daughter's cheek, careful not to disturb her leader but soothing the tiny kitten as best as she could. "Its ok," she told the sweet newborn before turning her attention back to the patrol. Praying she wouldn't have to pay for the question.
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 8, 2018 11:47:25 GMT -5
OOC: TigerLily could you please post Honey form before RPing with her. Also please try to meet the RP standard of 3-4 sentences per character per post. Thank you BIC: Falconstars heart skipped a beat when Goldenpetal mentioned their kits name. He want to share so much with her about their kit but knew that he shouldn't because she was no longer apart of the clan. "She is going to make a fine warrior. Much like one I used to know", the golden and brown tabby tom meowed making mention that Palepaw reminded him very much so of her mother. "You would be very proud of her", he added and then dipped his head to her signaling that it was time she left. If it was just him, he would have stayed and spoke with her as long as he could, but he had a patrol with him and she had newborn kits to care for. Hollow squirmed as his mother picked him up into the air. The hungry tom wished to feed and no longer being at his mothers soft belly greatly upset this brown and white tom. Crying out in hopes that his cry would cause him mother to help him to her belly, the tom kit kicked his legs as if he was trying to swim through the air to get where he wanted to go.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 8, 2018 11:52:01 GMT -5
Eyes watered as she listened carefully to her mate, but she knew the intent behind his gesture and nodded her head quietly. Now she had new kits who needed her to remain strong, but that wouldn't mean she would ever forget the daughter that she'd left behind. Lyra held her son close to her chest, hoping the warmth of her fur would soothe him until she was able to get the trio of newborns to safety and where she could nurse them and properly clean them. She dipped her head, silent and hurting but knowing she would likely gain no further questions. "Thank you," she said quietly. Before turning away and following Thorn home.
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 8, 2018 12:06:56 GMT -5
Thorn led Lyra and the kits as quickly as he could to the thunderpath, leaving the clan cats behind them. Once he reached it he stopped and set the two kits he carried down. Quickly looking around the sandy tom noticed a large oak tree with a hollow base. Mentioning with his tail to Lyra about the tree he picked back up the kits and trotted over to the tree, the kit he carried softly bumping against his chest as he moved. Reaching the tree the tom set the two kits down just at its entrance and looked to Lyra. "Do you think you could rest here for a while? I don't want to risk crossing the thunderpath with you in such a weakened state." The last thing Thorn wanted was to have her or the kits kit hit by a monster on the busy thunderpath.
Falconstar watched at the Thorn and Goldenpetal disappeared into tall grass heading towards the thunderpath. Turning he looked to Peachpool, "Thank you for coming", he mowed thankfully to his medicine cat. He knew she could have refused to help but was happy when she willingly helped out his former mate.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 8, 2018 12:13:19 GMT -5
Following her leader, the pretty queen lowered her nose and took a deep breath. Cautious about the possibility of there being predators around, but she nodded her head thankfully. Lowering her nose, she gently put Hollow down beside Copper and Honey, though as of yet none of the trio had their names. But she didn't lie beside them immediately, turning to the tree she tore her claws into its bark. Pulling off the moss growing to its side and collecting some of it to make herself a makeshift nest for the tiny kittens. Arranging it around the kits to try and make them at least somewhat comfortable, she nestled herself down beside them. Wrapping her tail around the trio, and drawing them close to her belly with a soft purring sound. Laughing as they immediately burried themselves deep into her side, and began hungrily nursing. Grateful in that moment that they'd managed to find prey before she'd given birth, hoping her milk would be strong enough to sustain the trio. Looking to her leader, quiet for a moment.
"Thank you for your help, Thorn," she said lowly. Resting her head tiredly against her paws as she watched the newborns squirm close to her flank.
Copper, a near exact copy of his father save for being littered with less orange colouring burried his muzzle deep into Lyra's underbelly. Finding a teat almost immediately and latching onto it with a content mewl, soon drowned out by the soft sound of hungry suckling. Curling close to his brother and sister, unaware of the strange circumstances under which they'd been born and quite happily gaining nourishment from her milk.
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Post by Tigerlily on Jun 8, 2018 12:38:54 GMT -5
Honey || Newborn || She-cat Small golden furred she-cat with mildly thick fur and a slim build. Her back paws and her nose and chest are the only parts of her that are completely white, with her thick golden-brown fur covering the rest of her. She has sea-foam like blue-green eyes. She is very sweet and what some would call a daddy's girl, or at least she tries to be. She is often insecure because her father is not very much the fatherly type and doesn't seem to warm up to her no matter how hard she tries. She enjoys being with her siblings but often cannot play with them because she is so much smaller than them and generally ends up getting hurt. Father is Hickory, Mother is Lyra, Siblings are Copper and Hollow. Tigerlily
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Post by Tigerlily on Jun 8, 2018 12:43:23 GMT -5
Honey crawled towards her mother's belly, or at least that was where she thought she was crawling considering the warmth that she felt. When she got close she batted lightly at Lyra, searching for a teat so that she could start suckling. She curled up by her mother, unaware of her brothers close by her as she was too intent on eating and staying close to Lyra.
Mistflower rested a tail gently on Falconstar's shoulders. "I think it's time we go back to camp." She murmured. She knew cats would have been alarmed at her speeding into camp and then back out with the medicine cat in tow. "The clan deserves an explanation of why there was so much alarm." She also wanted to check in on Doveshadow and see how her friend was doing, hoping she could manage to drag Falconstar in there as well to try and distract him with Doveshadow's kits.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 8, 2018 12:47:02 GMT -5
A soft purr tugged from her lips as she felt the tiny kitten batter at her underbelly, lowering her nose she helped guide the newborn close to her stomach with an amused grin lacing her golden expression. The little kitten was very similar to her in terms of appearance, but it hurt her to see that she shared similarities to her older, half sister. Burrying her nose in her daughter's golden brown fur, though careful not to disturb her from nursing, she decided on something. "Honey," she named her daughter with pride.
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Post by Tigerlily on Jun 8, 2018 13:12:16 GMT -5
Honey seemed to like her mother's actions and the name she was given based on the involuntary purr that escaped the little kit. She gently kneaded Lyra's belly when she finally was suckling, purring the entire time. The young kit could smell her mother's scent, it was such a soothing scent to her.
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Post by Falconwing on Jun 8, 2018 13:14:39 GMT -5
Thorn sat down to rest for a moment as Lyra settled herself in her makeshift nest and began to feed her mewling kits. Now that they were feeding they had become fairly silent and the tom began to think about what to do. "Of course. You and your kits are valued", he meowed kindly to her. "So I think it would be best if I go and get the others and bring them here. With the stench of the thunderpath it will mask you and your kits scents untill I return. And from here we can go to the cave", he was trying to think of the best thing to do and he knew for sure that she and her kits could not cross the thunderpath safely.
Falconstar hesitated and then looked to his patrol. "Nothing happened here, but a rouge having kits and then they left", he meowed firmly not wanting the clan to know about Goldenpetal knowing that it would just stir up unnecessary worry and fear. "We shall finish our patrol", he meowed to Mistflower then turned to Crowsong. "If you would please escort Peachpool back to the camp", he said and when Crowsong meowed and padded over to the medicine cat he looked to Mistflower and Hickory before taking off and heading south along the Eastern border.
Crowsong nodded to her leader and separated from the patrol and went to stand beside the medicine cat. Wishing to be apart of the patrol she watched them leave and then looked to Peachpool, "Ready?", She asked. The black warrior knew that Peachpool was a very valuable member of the clan and needed to be protected no matter what.
As soon as he could smell his mother's sweet milk scent as he was place at her belly, Hollow quickly moved to find a teat. He mewed constantly untill he finally found one, and as he ate the brown and white tom kit continued to make little whines as if he couldn't get enough milk fast enough. Smacking as he suckled, milk formed messily around his lips and his small white paws kneaded his mother's soft belly.
OOC: Gahhh the kits are so cute!!!
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Post by Tigerlily on Jun 8, 2018 13:20:22 GMT -5
Mistflower nodded, taking off after Falconstar. She was very eager to finish with the patrol and head back to camp. The group had already been out longer than most normal patrols and the events of the one they were on had her feeling very hungry and tired by this point. Yet, she didn't complain, knowing it was her duty to protect the clan before herself. She needed to be the best deputy she could be and live up to her mentor's legacy.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 8, 2018 15:18:53 GMT -5
Initially the queen looked less than certain about being left alone with her newborn kits, but she understood the tom's reasoning even if she was concerned. Pulling the kits close to her belly, she would give her life to keep them safe no matter what came across her whilst he was gone. "Of course," she said quietly. Nodding her head, casting her gaze to her belly where three precious lives were now hungrily nursing at her flank. "I'll make sure nothing happens to them."
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