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Post by aquatail on May 25, 2024 16:13:39 GMT -5
Wow I love the drama:)
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Post by ladylantsov on May 25, 2024 18:50:07 GMT -5
ROWANFIRE
Hearing his mate in pain was agonising for Rowanfire, worse than any injury he’d received, any illness he’d suffered. The warrior would have taken a thousand wounds from a thousand enemies, before ever wanting to hear his shecat hurt like this again. He leans down to nuzzle her between white, fluffy ears, only to find her head hot beneath his touch. When his paws venture to close to her belly, he finds her muscles coiled and rippling, his kits - usually so active, so eager, quite still inside their mother as her body works to drive them out.
StarClan help me. But StarClan couldn’t offer his beloved words of support.
He laps at her ear and forehead. “My love you are so brave, so strong,” he promises her, forcing his words to come out steady and strong. “Our little ones need you to do this one last thing for them, and then we’ll get to meet our kits, my sweet.”
They had wanted kits of their own so badly, but now watching his mate suffer so as labour took its grip on her -he regretted ever suggesting they start a family. It was, quite clearly, too late for any regret. He could only do what he could to guide her through this.
“When the next pain comes, Florastorm, I need you to push - as hard as you can.”
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Post by ladylantsov on May 25, 2024 19:05:37 GMT -5
ROWANFIRE
He’d have stolen a star from the sky, a fang from a wolf’s mouth, a pebble from the bed of the deepest oceans, has she asked it of him. So a stick to bite on was a more than reasonable request. He goes skidding from the den as fast as his paws will take him, and thankfully their heavily wooded home has a plethora of sticks to choose from. He selects the sturdiest one he can find, and returns to his mate’s side once again, nudging it toward her jaw, parted with each gasping breath.
“Is there anything else I can do?” He asks, desperate to alleviate her pain any way he might.  |
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Post by [X] . VeniVidiVici . [X] on May 25, 2024 19:06:53 GMT -5
{ could you imagine i just hop in here with a post like "Marshkit screamed. Where was she? Why did everything smell like dirt and wood?" DX }
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Post by ladylantsov on May 25, 2024 19:09:40 GMT -5
||Marshkit: this is not what I was promised, mother, I expected a soft fluffy nest the hell is this horsesh*t
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busybee
Tired but making it through each day
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Post by busybee on May 25, 2024 19:18:23 GMT -5
If you think that's good you should see what Croakkit gonna do. Check his description, I updated it. XD))
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Post by ladylantsov on May 25, 2024 19:21:37 GMT -5
|| We’re about to scar poor Rowan for life
Flora: I’d like more kits
Rowan: find a new dad
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Post by [X] . VeniVidiVici . [X] on May 25, 2024 19:23:25 GMT -5
If you think that's good you should see what Croakkit gonna do. Check his description, I updated it. XD)) |
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busybee
Tired but making it through each day
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Post by busybee on May 25, 2024 19:44:22 GMT -5
What should be the order of birth for the kits?))
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Post by tumblepaw on May 25, 2024 19:47:08 GMT -5
Wow, this progressed quickly. I guess I’ll be changing my avatar sooner than I thought. Gotta commentate Sunkit’s birth in the rp somehow! 
Poor Rowanfire. This will probably cause him to swear off more kids for the rest of his life!
Edit: I kinda want don’t want Sunkit to be first born. So second to fourth is fine. If that’s okay with you of course.
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Post by ladylantsov on May 25, 2024 19:47:19 GMT -5
|| I was just gonna go with how they’re ordered on the front page, but maybe tricky booi last for dramatic effect?
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busybee
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Post by busybee on May 25, 2024 19:47:56 GMT -5
tumblepawToo bad for him Florastorm wants a big family and his extremely stubborn))
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busybee
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Post by busybee on May 25, 2024 19:48:26 GMT -5
ladylantsov Yeah I'm cool with that. I just put them random when I put them on the front so))
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Post by ladylantsov on May 25, 2024 19:48:27 GMT -5
|| Rowanfire will be rocking up to a twoleg and requesting a neuter at this point
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Post by tumblepaw on May 25, 2024 19:51:08 GMT -5
tumblepawToo bad for him Florastorm wants a big family and his extremely stubborn)) |
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Post by ladylantsov on May 25, 2024 19:53:17 GMT -5
|| Rowan: TWO terrified me
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busybee
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Post by busybee on May 25, 2024 19:55:24 GMT -5
Florastorm:: "What you mean big? That ain't big! Have you seen how many litters Dreamfog had? 4! I wanna beat her! idk, I'm strange, sorry)) |
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Post by ladylantsov on May 25, 2024 19:57:39 GMT -5
|| Breaking news: Rowanfire dead from stress induced heart attack
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busybee
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Post by busybee on May 25, 2024 20:00:20 GMT -5
 Florastorm
⤁ Forest-With Rowanfire and Marshkit ladylantsov [X] . VeniVidiVici . [X] ⬽
↠↠❂↞↞
 She wanted a million things to be honest. Something for the pain would be an absolute blessing, water for her throat which was turning hoarse would be nice too, but really she didn't want the tom to leave again. She knew this amount of pain wasn't normal and that something was off. Her instinct told her something was going wrong and he needed to be there to help her. "Just stay with me. That's all I need. If anything happens or goes wrong I'll direct you on what to do as best I know. I only know so much from the queens and Rippleleaf though." She stopped speaking for a moment to breath, finding it becoming harder to catch her breath. "If you become confused, ask, no matter how stupid you think the question might be, ask it." Pain hit her again, even stronger this time and she cried out, scrambling to grab the stick in her jaws and bite down on it as her whole body seemed to shudder and they greeting a small gray classic tabby. She couldn't speak for the moment, she knew she needed to tell him to nip the sac, to help the kit get breathing, but all she could do was groan out in pain. |
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Post by ladylantsov on May 25, 2024 20:09:38 GMT -5
ROWANFIRE
“I’m not going anywhere, my love,” and he means his promise, nuzzling her face. He listened to her instructions with a brow furrowed in concentration, and nods obediently. How she kept her head, reassured him even in the heights of the worst pain imaginable, he didn’t understand. He had adored every inch of this shecat from the moment she had agreed to become his, but in that moment, his love expanded for her even more than he’d believed possible.
Then a tiny, wet bundle slithers into the nest behind his mate, and it’s like the world around him slows as he takes in the sight of his firstborn. His world shatters and rebuilds, his whole senses of gravity rebuilding itself around this tiny bundle of newness.
He blinks, dumbfounded as he leans down to scoop the tiny kit up by the scruff of its neck. Breaking the kitting sac with a gentleness that should have been impossible for a warrior who’d spent his life fighting for his clan. He releases the kitten into the world, and instinctively laps at it. Rough tongue rasping over velvet-soft kitten fur. Stimulating its breathing.
“You have the most perfect little shekit, my love.” He stammers over a laugh, the little one already mewling for her mother. He tucks the newborn beside his chest, nuzzling her gently. “Your mama has work to do yet, little beauty, then you’ll meet her,” he promises. Vowing to keep his daughter safe and warm for all of her days. |
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Post by [X] . VeniVidiVici . [X] on May 25, 2024 20:17:51 GMT -5
{ it turns out writing something about a brand new person cat is hard actually
also probably won't roleplay as marshkit after this until the kittens are like. sentient (whenever we decide that is) HAHA }MarshkitAt first, Marshkit was confused (or as confused as a new life could be). Although her world was still dark, there were new sensations and lights outside of her closed eyes. Involuntary movement took her out of her previous home. The warm coziness surrounding her disappeared. A rough, wet thingbegan ruffling her fur. She started mewling, as if to say What are you?! Get off me!!. That was new too. Air was moving in and out of her, each time accompanied by a pitiful little squeal. And then she felt something warm and comforting. It didn’t smell like where she came from. But she knew it was like her, in a way. She nuzzled in as close as she could, peace drawing her in.
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Post by 𝓡𝓸𝓬𝓴𝔂 𝓑𝓮𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰 on May 25, 2024 21:18:55 GMT -5
(The tension of little furballs mmaking their way into existence after Stormfur passed out is pretty amazing)
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Post by ladylantsov on May 26, 2024 6:36:13 GMT -5
|| Hope you feel better busybee
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Post by [X] . VeniVidiVici . [X] on May 26, 2024 8:21:31 GMT -5
{ edited the end of my post bc i realized i can’t freaking read hahaha }
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Post by ladylantsov on May 26, 2024 8:25:05 GMT -5
|| It’s way too cute my heart went awwwwww
I just took it to mean Marshkit doesn’t see gender (or see at all right now) and her papa just smells like mama to her
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Post by [X] . VeniVidiVici . [X] on May 26, 2024 8:28:07 GMT -5
|| It’s way too cute my heart went awwwwww
I just took it to mean Marshkit doesn’t see gender (or see at all right now) and her papa just smells like mama to her
I’m excited for the cute baby interactions!!! } |
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Post by ladylantsov on May 26, 2024 8:29:12 GMT -5
|| I mean her going “you smell warm” and just flumping into him is also adorable
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