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Post by Sand on Jul 13, 2018 16:05:21 GMT -5
[ none at all! I’m very indecisive choose whoever you’d like :-) ]
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Bisexual
#ffc5c5
Official Queen of Fan Clans
Name Colour
ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁
Official ThunderClan & ElmClan Leader
Easing back in
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Jul 13, 2018 16:22:44 GMT -5
[ May not be able to reply until Sunday when I leave for a small trip tomorrow.]
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Post by Deleted on Jul 13, 2018 16:27:00 GMT -5
(damn I was looking forward to it - enjoy though)
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Bisexual
#ffc5c5
Official Queen of Fan Clans
Name Colour
ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁
Official ThunderClan & ElmClan Leader
Easing back in
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Jul 13, 2018 16:31:35 GMT -5
[ I may be able to get it started, but I won't be able to actually reply when tomorrow comes.]
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Post by Deleted on Jul 13, 2018 16:32:42 GMT -5
(oh fair enough! I'll post a starter if that's ok )
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Post by Deleted on Jul 13, 2018 16:41:29 GMT -5
Spiderblossom » Camp, ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 Sand Resting uncomfortably in the nursery was the very pregnant Spiderblossom, earlier that day at moonhigh the queen had begun to feel pains. And had been kept 'prisoner' in the nursery until her labour properly began, the queen had grown restless. Circling in her nest unable to find a comfortable place to settle as she tried to ignore the agony coming from her stomach. Slowly but surely the pains had begun to intensifier, until it became unbearable. And eventually the swollen warrior queen had little choice but to settle in the warmth of her nest, and try her best to bite back the cries of pain threatening to tear from her lips. Whilst she might have been miserable at that time, she knew it would be over soon enough and she would have kits to call her own, but until then she could barely breathe and it seemed to have already lasted for an eternity, her energy already felt drained. But eventually the need to push filled her frame, and a panic with it.
Looking up with a whimper, she said in a quiet and exhausted voice. "Breezewhisker, I think its time." <iframe width="19.180000000000064" height="1.3399999999999999" style="position: absolute; width: 19.180000000000064px; height: 1.3399999999999999px; z-index: -9999; border-style: none;left: 5px; top: 5px;" id="MoatPxIOPT0_64338911" scrolling="no"></iframe> <iframe width="19.180000000000064" height="1.3399999999999999" style="position: absolute; width: 19.18px; height: 1.34px; z-index: -9999; border-style: none; left: 894px; top: 5px;" id="MoatPxIOPT0_73845862" scrolling="no"></iframe> <iframe width="19.180000000000064" height="1.3399999999999999" style="position: absolute; width: 19.18px; height: 1.34px; z-index: -9999; border-style: none; left: 5px; top: 20px;" id="MoatPxIOPT0_22656761" scrolling="no"></iframe> <iframe width="19.180000000000064" height="1.3399999999999999" style="position: absolute; width: 19.18px; height: 1.34px; z-index: -9999; border-style: none; left: 894px; top: 20px;" id="MoatPxIOPT0_60944695" scrolling="no"></iframe>
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Heterosexual
✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧
"You never have to prove yourself to anyone who doesn't accept you for who you are."
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Post by ✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧ on Jul 13, 2018 17:02:29 GMT -5
( Ollo. )
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Post by Sand on Jul 13, 2018 17:22:11 GMT -5
[ Rain has informed me that she is finishing up the touches of her trip right now ^^. She's also informing me that I'll roleplay Breezewhisker, so give me a moment to put up a reply for him. rain also said: "And I apologize. My boyfriend is pushing to get things set and go to sleep early." ] Beartumble ; accompanied by Spiderblossom & Breezewhisker .. {{ @stormpetal }} {{ nursery }} Beartumble became a medicine cat at a young age, one too young in his opinion. He had followed Troutleap out of the medicine cat's den to the elder's den, making sure that the frail, old tom was doing well. Surprisingly, Troutleap hadn't had as many complications as he expected him to. After all, he was seasons old and he tried to do his best and not count them. The medicine cat shrugged his shoulders with a grunt as he spoke to the elder before mumbling a goodbye. His ears felt like they were bleeding from each word the elder uttered, especially if they were reminiscent. Thank StarClan... I suppose I can check up on Spiderblossom before I have some prey, the brown tabby thought, licking his lips in hunger. He quickly reached down to pick up the herbs he was going to give to Spiderblossom, hoping that she would be ready to kit soon. He wasn't all that fond of dealing with queens and their young, but it came with his duties so he sucked it up.
As he stood outside of the nursery with a set of herbs held tightly in his jaws, the sound of light whimpers sent a slight chill down his spine. Please... not today of all days. I'm looking forward to a meal, not a kitting! he mused, clearly disappointed. He couldn't let the queen sit there and whine in pain, so he darted into the nursery before dropping the herbs. "Spiderblossom, what's wrong?" Beartumble asked, nodding a greeting to Breezewhisker as his gaze flickered over to the she-cat's stomach. "Nevermind that. Are you going to kit? If you are, I'll need you to hold on for a moment."
Using his pale colored nose, he nudged the pile of herbs towards the calico while he stared at the deputy blankly. "I need you to move, Breezewhisker. Unless you're interested in helping me out, you need to stay to the other side. I need space," the classic tabby ordered, his tail motioning towards the opposite of Spiderblossom which was near her back.
He knew he didn't have enough time to organize his herbs properly, so he would have to make do with the messy pile that was besides him. Bounding across the nursery, he picked up a stick and set it down by the queen's maw. The golden eyed feline took a deep breath as he took a seat not far from Spiderblossom. "Listen, Spiderblossom; when you're ready, I need you to let me know," Beartumble told her curtly.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 13, 2018 17:33:32 GMT -5
Spiderblossom » Camp, ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 Sand Looking up, she prayed that the medicine cat wouldn't force her mate to leave, feeling as though he might just be the only thing that helped her keep her sanity as she delivered her litter. Tearing her claws into the ground underfoot, the warrior queen's pelt was matted to her body with sweat. Slender frame shuddering, the queen burrowed her face into the moss of her nest as she fought back the urge to wail, her breaths now coming in short and laboured pants as the pain seemed to only worsen. Even when she thought for just a moment that it couldn't get any more horrendous, her body seemed to find an entirely new way to throw further agony at her. Her heart soared with gratitude when the medicine cat at last entered the nursery, she nodded on his instructions. Taking the stick between her jaws, it near splintered as a cry tore from her hoarse throat, ears flattening to her head she pushed with all of her might, as her instincts screamed at her to do, but to no avail. Looking to Beartumble with a desperate look, she whimpered softly. "I'm ready," she tried to sound hopeful but the breath was soon stolen from her lungs as the pains returned tenfold, trying to deliver her first kit. But it appeared something was wrong, as no matter how she fought and tried, no kit made an appearance. It seemed the firstborn was stuck, putting not only the mother's life in danger but the rest of all five kits as she fought hard to deliver her litter. Who seemed to be fighting tooth and nail not to be born.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 13, 2018 17:42:20 GMT -5
(of course)
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Post by Sand on Jul 13, 2018 17:43:46 GMT -5
b r e e z e w h i s k e r [ - | hollyclan | hollyclan camp's nursery ] While sitting next to Spiderblossom, Breezewhisker could hear her holding back winces of pain. His mate was unable to move out of her nest in the past few sunsets which worried the grey tabby tom endlessly. Blinking back bits of concern, the moment she spoke and told him it was time, he was thrilled. They were going to have a family, one that they could call their own. Quickly getting to his paws, Breezewhisker was about to inch out of the nursery when Beartumble darted in. The medicine cat was soon near the calico and nodded him a greeting before tending to his duties.
Accidentally, he had been on the wrong side of Spiderblossom near her stomach. At the sound of the classic tabby's order to move, the deputy did just as told. "Right..." he meowed nervously as he hurried to his mate's back. "If you need anything, Spiderblossom, I can get it for you."
The tom lapped at the queen's head gently, expecting that it would help calm her down. He knew Beartumble would do his job well, even if he was younger than most medicine cats. At the sight of the first kitten, Breezewhisker's heart began to pound and his eyes gleamed with pride. He couldn't believe it; there was one of the many to be born.
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Heterosexual
✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧
"You never have to prove yourself to anyone who doesn't accept you for who you are."
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Post by ✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧ on Jul 13, 2018 17:47:15 GMT -5
( Okay. ^^ So I guess I'll need to post a form on the joining page? And who else is playing the other kits? )
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Post by Deleted on Jul 13, 2018 17:48:54 GMT -5
Spiderblossom » Camp, ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 Sand Grateful when her mate remained, she rested her head against his flank with a soft whimper. Eyes almost closed, by now she barely seemed to have the energy to even cry out properly as the labour continued to only worsen in pain. Watching her mate with careful eyes, trying to concentrate on his face instead of the pain, she studied the details she loved of him the most, hoping to see them replicated in the litter which were currently causing her so much pain. She was forced to bite back yet another cry as a fresh contraction supplied her with only more agony but no offspring. She burrowed her face into the soft fur of his flank with a desperate whimper. "StarClan help me," but there was no jest to her words, only fear and pain.
(Despite the fact you just told me you were going to I was confused for a solid ten seconds when you posted that, I'm a twit)
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Post by Deleted on Jul 13, 2018 17:50:02 GMT -5
(I, Rain and potentially Sand, someone on the joining page requested but never made a form, so I think there is one spare. there is five to be born)
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Jul 13, 2018 17:54:13 GMT -5
if there's any kit spots left i'm down to take one,, if i can or was that the last spot?
Also- i'll get out starters after i eat ^^"
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Post by Sand on Jul 13, 2018 17:58:45 GMT -5
Beartumble & Breezewhisker ; accompanied by Spiderblossom {{ @stormpetal }} {{ nursery }} Seeing that the branch nearly splintered with Spiderblossom's first cry of many, Beartumble couldn't do much about it for the first kit was trying to make its way out. To his surprise, the kitten was stuck which was something he had seen before, thanks to his former mentor. "Push!" he instructed, waiting for the kitten's tail or part of it to at least peek out. He would be able to grip it and set it aside for Breezewhisker or himself to take care of.
Meanwhile, Breezewhisker pressed his flank against Spiderblossom gingerly as if to let her know he was still there. "It will be okay, Spiderblossom," he purred, though he was fearful of what would happen to the first kit. It seemed as if it wouldn't budge.
Beartumble eyed the queen's mate momentarily before pressing on the stick for the calico she-cat. "Try biting on it now," the medicine cat mewed before turning to Breezewhisker. "When the kit comes out, I want you to lick its face. Got it?"
The deputy nodded hastily, remaining by Spiderblossom's side as he waited for the kit's arrival.
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Post by Sand on Jul 13, 2018 17:59:20 GMT -5
[ It's okay, Storm lol -- I edited it a bit too late ]]
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Post by Deleted on Jul 13, 2018 18:02:02 GMT -5
(I'd be fine with that toothless)
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Jul 13, 2018 18:03:17 GMT -5
Should i possibly wait to see if that person posts a form? o: I don't want to take it from anyone honestly ^^"
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Post by Deleted on Jul 13, 2018 18:05:03 GMT -5
Spiderblossom » Camp, ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 Sand Moaning loudly, she tore her long claws through the grass as she fought hard to deliver the first kit. Unusually large given the small stature of the mother, the main problem was a simple one but it left Spiderblossom in agony. The contractions continued to ripple and her entire frame shook with the effort of pushing, but as time passed the situation only got more desperate, and importantly more terrifying for the queen attempting to deliver. Looking to the medicine cat with fear brimming in her eyes she panted with a whimper, "Is something wrong?" She begged, as bad as the pain was her fear was for the kit itself. Terrified that her own inability would cause harm to her kits.
(Despite the fact you just told me you were going to I was confused for a solid ten seconds when you posted that, I'm a twit)
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Post by Sand on Jul 13, 2018 18:15:35 GMT -5
Beartumble & Breezewhisker ; accompanied by Spiderblossom {{ @stormpetal }} {{ nursery }} This was becoming unexpected for the young medicine cat as he did his best to hide his concern. "The first kit is too big," he stated, being completely honest with her. "I can try to get the kit out, but I don't want to cause any trauma to you or the kit. Would you like to continue pushing or let me have a try?"
Breezewhisker's eyes grew large with dread; were they going to lose the first kit? Trying to gulp his fear away, the deputy couldn't keep his emotions contained like he believed he could. "Nothing bad is going to happen if you try, Beartumble?" he questioned, eyes narrowed at the medicine cat.
Rolling his golden eyes at the deputy, he let out an exasperated sigh. "Does it look like I would let something happen?"
Silence came from the grey tabby tom who licked his mate's head out of uncertainty. He decided to not reply to the brown tabby as he seemed quite snappy.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 13, 2018 18:21:35 GMT -5
Spiderblossom » Camp, ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 Sand Part of her only wanted the pain over and done with, but the larger and more logical side of the soon to be new mother would have done anything to ensure her kit would survive the ordeal she was struggling through. Baring her fangs she bore down as hard as she could yet again, but to no avail and the queen was soon becomming exhausted only from trying. Grimacing, she rested her slender head on her black and orange paws. "I don't care what happens to me, please save my kits," she begged. The fear for her unborns tripple that of the fear for what would happen to herself. Spiderblossom would have died time and time again if she thought her kits would be safe and survive.
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Post by Sand on Jul 13, 2018 18:29:16 GMT -5
Beartumble & Breezewhisker ; accompanied by Spiderblossom {{ @stormpetal }} {{ nursery }} Had Spiderblossom picked a cut and dry answer, Beartumble would be more pleased than he was right now. "I'll try my best then," he meowed to the queen before noticing that a bit of the kit's backside had slid out. Carefully, he pawed at the kitten and soon enough, it was besides Spiderblossom's stomach. The medicine cat reached down and began licking the kitten's snout to make sure it wasn't a stillborn. "This one is fine."
Breezewhisker let out a sigh of relief before glimpsing down at the first kitten, who was now wailing. The kitten was most likely hungry and exhausted from the trauma they had just went through. He gave the kitten a quick lick on the head and it continued to wail.
In the meantime, Beartumble was checking for the second kit and realized that it was possible for the calico to push it out. "Can you try to push? This kit seems smaller than the first," he mewed to the queen. "How are you doing so far, Spiderblossom?" [ I may poof for a shower, apologies ]]
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Post by Deleted on Jul 13, 2018 18:33:51 GMT -5
Spiderblossom » Camp, ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 Sand With a wrench and an overwhelming sigh of relief, the firstborn had torn its way into the world. Shaking with the effort of gathering herself for a short moment, the queen twitched her ears forward. Ignoring the continued pain, this time lessened fortunately but she was still very much exhausted. The queen pulled the kitten close to her face so she could greet her tiny newborn for the first time, indeed it was large even by the terms of a newborn. With an exhausted purr she licked the little kit over the ears, soothing its wails as best as she could. But soon enough she found the pain returning and she rested her head back against her paws with an exhausted whimper. Looking to the medicine cat, she nodded at his words, closing her eyes tightly. A smaller kit slid from Spiderblossom and plopped into the moss between her hind legs. She whimpered softly in response to the medicine cat's question, part of her felt it was likely obvious exactly how she was in that moment but she shook her head. Determination lighting her tone of voice, "I'll be fine as long as my kits are ok," she whispered hoarsely.
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Jul 13, 2018 18:51:51 GMT -5
{ I can't find anything to eat smh } { Location ;; Hollyclan Camp | Replying to ;; -- [@...] }
Firepaw wasn't exactly interested in the commotion going on with the deputy, the queen and the clan medicine cat. He was more focused on trying to get a small patch of fur to lay flat against his shoulder. He wasn't assigned to go hunting, or to go out on patrol, so the young ginger tabby was just sitting there, cleaning himself up while he could. His green gaze occasionally fell on the nursery before shifting over to the warriors den. He hadn't seen his father, Thunderdance, in a while. The two seemed to try and avoid each other quite a bit. Or maybe it was just his father avoiding him, leading the young apprentice to believe it would be better to just stay away.
Sitting up, the small tom cat watched the den for a moment more before looking at his paws. Was something wrong with him so Thunderdance wanted nothing with him? He didn't know. Sure, it wasn't major- Thunderdance talked to him, but it was just a small tension that cause Firepaw to doubt that the warrior wanted to be around. It wasn't like Firepaw could do anything about it. He let himself get lost in thought, completely forgetting the emotions that were showing on his face between sadness and the lack of reassurance. - - - { Location ;; Thorn Thickets Area | Replying to ;; -- [@...] }
The dilute tortoiseshell molly was carefully patrolling the border, her eyes gazing out to the territory beyond. Her tail twitched as she thought quietly to herself. He had gone out alone to possibly hunt for something. But with the smell of ran, it seemed like all the prey that was about was hiding in their burrows or wherever they slept. She had to admit, she wasn't fond of the ran either, but she didn't hide. With a snort, she muttered under her breath. "Prey is so weak. They can't even stand out in the ran for a little while." She lashed her tail before her scents picked up a shrew fluttering to the ground. With an excited purr, the shecat dropped into a crouch. She still wasn't the best at hunting, since her accident as an apprentice, but she was better than when it first happened. Keeping her weight spread evenly throughout her body, she crept forward, spotting the shrew as it picked at the ground. "Prey is also as dumb as it looks. I can't believe they haven't scented a whole clan of cats near by." She thought, creeping as close as possible. - - - { Location ;; -- | Replying to ;; -- [@...] }
Having recently emerged from the warriors den after a good rest, Kestrelwing stretched quietly to the side of camp. His eyes followed the tail of the heavily pregnant queen, the deputy and medicine cat. He twitched his whiskers, figuring that the queen was about to give birth. With a shrug of his shoulders, the large dark gray tabby carefully lifted a paw, guiding it over his ears and muzzle to clean himself up. He looked up when Crowstride sat beside him. He looked to the non-binary warrior before looking at the fresh-kill pile. He was hungry, but not so hungry that he wanted to eat something at that very moment. "You think maybe we should catch something for Spiderblossom when she's done kitting?" Kestrelwing asked after a moment, twitching his tail as he waited for Crowstride to reply. But said reply never came as the black pelted warrior got up with a roll of their eyes and stalked off to the other side of camp. "Yeesh. Who put rabbit droppings in your moss last night." The gray tabby muttered and glanced around, trying to find someone to hunt with him. - - - { Location ;; Hollyclan Camp | Replying to ;; -- [@...] }
Crowstride emerged mere pawsteps out of the warriors den after Kestrelwing, sitting beside the gray tabby. They weren't exactly enthused when he mentioned hunting for the queen, so they got up and stalked off, rolling their eyes at the suggestion. Hunting shouldn't just be for one cat. They figured Kestrelwing didn't mean it in such way, but Crowstride couldn't help the prickle of annoyance they felt. With a twitch of their tail, they plopped down a bit closer to the nursery to hear in. Of course they cared- they figured sitting outside would be a bit helpful, in case Beartumble needed any help of the sorts. They peered inside, not remembering the last kitting they had witnessed, or if they had witnessed any at all. Crowstride kept to themselves, but was quite alert with their surroundings, interested in what would happen.
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Post by Sand on Jul 13, 2018 19:15:58 GMT -5
Beartumble & Breezewhisker ; accompanied by Spiderblossom {{ @stormpetal }} {{ nursery }} Breezewhisker reached over to the smaller kitten between Spiderblossom's hind legs and began licking its face softly. A purr rumbled in his throat as he tended to the second kitten while his mate was taking care of the first, who was quite large. "You're doing so well, Spiderblossom," he purred before licking his mate's cheek briefly.
Beartumble didn't care much for the affection between the pair, but that wasn't something he could change. He averted his gaze from them and, instead, inspected the second kit. Though they were smaller than the first, it was just as healthy. It seemed that the two newborns were fairing well and the queen only had three more to go. "Are you ready to continue?" he asked the calico before passing another stick to her. "Use this stick to help distract you from the pain. I can't give you poppyseeds for quite some time, so this will have to do."
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Post by Deleted on Jul 13, 2018 19:22:17 GMT -5
Spiderblossom » Camp, ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 Sand A weak purr slipped from the tired queen, her head rested gently on her paws, the pain whilst intense was nowhere as strong nor as horrendous as it had been with her first, and she settled into a painful rythm. But with two kits mewling beside her, she found energy renewed to ensure her litter was delivered safely. Watching her mate nuzzle at their newborn kit, amusement for the sheer affection on the usually rather withdrawn tom might the smile on her face all the bigger. She used her tail to guide her two kits, a tom and a shecat closer to her belly with a tired smile. Using the moment between contractions to gently greet her tiny, vulnerable children with a nuzzle between their ears. But all too soon the pain returned, and she had to finish her work. Returning her head to her paws with a whimper, her tail lashed from side to side as a pained gasp slipped from her lips. In quick succession, a pair of tiny kits slipped onto the moss, so close together one might have blinked and missed the birth of one. Ears perked forward, she listened for the sound of their mewling, her heart in her throat as she waited for the telltale signs of life her first two had given.
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Post by Sand on Jul 13, 2018 19:24:15 GMT -5
[[ Ross, I can reply to one of your characters if you'd like? replying to Storm atm ]]
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Jul 13, 2018 19:25:54 GMT -5
{ If you'd like to c: They're all open for interactions. }
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