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Post by dove on Nov 2, 2007 20:49:36 GMT -5
Minnowbird waited for Aspenbreeze, waiting in the same spot where they revealed their love. Her fur was unkept, and she wasn't the lively cat she once was. She was dullen, and seemed depressed. She waited long enough, now she was ready to tell Aspenbrezze the truth. The secret she had kept, far, too, long.
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Post by rem<EMBER me on Nov 3, 2007 9:48:51 GMT -5
Aspenbreeze had scented Minnowbird, and had decided to follow her. His blue eyes gleamed with happiness because of how much he loved the she-cat. But as he approached her, he sensed something was wrong. She wasn't the same, happy cat that she had been before. As the tom sat down close to her he meowed, "Minnowbird... what's wrong?" His blue eyes were now filled with worry as he thought of what could be troubling his mate.
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Post by dove on Nov 3, 2007 12:11:46 GMT -5
She looked up, her once bright eyes now seemed dull. "Aspenbreeze..." She murmured. A spark on recognition flared in her eyes, and hope filled them soon after. "Aspenbreeze, it's almost time. But...they might not survive." She lied down, feeling light-headed. Her belly was still skinny, although you could see it has gotten a bit larger. Minnowbird stared into her mate's eyes. "I've been expecting kits for sometime." She murmued. Once she said this, all emotion was replaced with distraught.
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Post by rem<EMBER me on Nov 3, 2007 15:52:10 GMT -5
Aspenbreeze's eyes filled with sorrow as he looked down at his mate. "Everything will be okay..." He meowed, trying to comfort her. He bent down and licked her on the cheek, showing her that he would love her, no matter what happened. "Even if they die, I will still love you. I just don't want anything bad to happen to you." The tom laid down next to Minnowbird, pressing his body up against hers, trying to comfort her.
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Post by dove on Nov 3, 2007 19:03:12 GMT -5
She shook her head. "One of the worst things for a mother is to have a child die before its parent." She whispered. "The kits are expected anytime soon, but my stomach..." She broke off, and started breathing heavy. Her eyes rolled in pain. "HELP ME!" She cried. Her kits were coming now. "Help me Aspenbreeze." She fell to the ground, and her stomach started convulsing. Her beautiful face contorted in such pain, it was heartbreaking to watch.
OOC: Um... how many kits? And what genders?
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Post by rem<EMBER me on Nov 3, 2007 22:05:19 GMT -5
Aspenbreeze looked down at his mate, beginning to panic. He looked around, not knowing what to do. Thankfully, he saw another cat coming his way. It was Elmshade, the Beachclan medicine cat. Elmshade saw what was happening and dashed towards Minnowbird as fast as she could. Finally, Aspenbreeze came to his senses and moved over to Minnowbird's side, meowing words of encouragement. Luckily, Elmshade had been collecting herbs when she first heard Minnowbird yowling. She set the herbs down then pushed some over to the she-cat. "Try to eat these." She commanded, her voice kind.
OOC: Um... how about four?? and maybe 2 of each gender??
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Post by dove on Nov 4, 2007 21:32:01 GMT -5
Minnowbird screamed in tortured pain. Something went wrong. She tired eating the herbs, but soon stopped, screaming again. She felt her first kit coming.
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A couple of hours later, there were five kits besides her. One was a still born, and Minnowbird felt the grief well up in her heart. She nosed helplessly at the poor thing. It was a little pure white tom. The rest of her kits were way too tiny. Two females and two toms. She ignored her living kits, and stared blankly at the poor still born. "He never had a chance..." She kept murmuring. She heard Aspenbreeze murmur words to her, but he sounded distant, as if a whisper in the wind. Finally, after the Elmshade nudged her, she turned and started licking her other cats. But her thoughts were faraway.
OOC: What will the kits look like?
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Post by rem<EMBER me on Nov 7, 2007 18:11:41 GMT -5
OOC: Well since Minnowbird is white with gray and Aspenbreeze is gray... maybe the kits should be those colors or mixes of them... maybe some black too. I'll just make a description for 2 and name 2, then you can do it for the others, okay??
BIC: "You're doing great, Minnowbird." Elmshade meowed, her eyes gleaming. She nodded at Aspenbreeze, and the tom moved forward beside his mate. “They’re beautiful.” He meowed. Then he looked down at a small black she-cat with four white paws. “We should call her Nightkit.” Then looking at a tom with white fur and gray spots, he meowed, “And he can be Sootkit. You can name the rest.” He looked over at his mate, his blue eyes gleaming with pride.
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Post by dove on Nov 7, 2007 21:59:19 GMT -5
Minnowbird looked at her mate blankly, and nodded. She looked at the ash-gray tom with black dapple. "You will be known as Ashkit," She mewed, monotoned. She shifted her glance to the nameless she-kit. She was a light brownish-gray with snowy dapple, and white tail and paws. She had a similar bird mark but it was white. "You will be known as Birdkit." SHe mewed. She turned back to her dead tom. "You will be known as Deathkit..." She whispered, her eyes filling with distraught once more.
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Post by rem<EMBER me on Nov 9, 2007 17:17:58 GMT -5
Aspenbreeze looked at his mate, normally bright blue eyes clouded with grief. "Those were good names. But I'll be right back. I'm going to go bury Deathkit." As he said this, he moved towards the kit and picked it up in his mouth. Elmshade just watched, feeling sorry for the two cats.
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Post by dove on Nov 10, 2007 10:02:54 GMT -5
Minnowbird hissed, and and started to lunge, but her living kits started mewling. Her golden eyes cleared. She seemed to know what was going on, and she relaxed. She nodded. "Good-bye Deathkit..." SHe whispered. A breeze picked up. "Good-bye mother..." It seemed to say. Minnowbird was ready to come back. The only worries she had were keeping her kits alive. "Nightkit, Sootkit, Ashkit, and Birdkit." She whispered the names to herself. She liked them very much. She watched as Birdkit kneeded her tiny paws in her belly fur. Her eyes glowed once more, and the green flecks started glowing a bright emerald. Minnowbird was back. "Aspenbreeze," She called. "Hurry, we mustn't keep these kits so close to the water for long." She turned to Elmshade. "Would you help us take these kits?" She asked.
Swanwing was still amongst DreamClan. And she made sure that every kit was welcomed into DreamClan. She saw Deathkit walking around, feeling lost. Poor mite, She thought. Such a cruel name. She went up to the kit. "Hello Deathkit." She murmured.
"Where's my mother?" He asked. "Where is Bridkit, and Nightkit, and Ashkit, and Sootkit?"
Swanwing felt her heart break. How could she tell this kit he had died. "Deathkit," She mewed softly. "Your mother and siblings are fine. Your father is fine as well, and you can watch over them with everyone else in DreamClan."
Deathkit slowly opened his eyes into wide orbs. "you-you mean I'm-I'm de-dead?" He stammered.
Swanwing nodded. "I am afraid so."
Deathkit nodded. "Okay, I accept my death." He murmured.
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Post by rem<EMBER me on Nov 10, 2007 15:55:01 GMT -5
"Of course I'll help." Elmshade purred, standing back up and walking over to Minnowbird's side. At that moment, another cat came running over. "Is something wrong?" The she-cat asked. "I smell blood." Elmshade turned to look at the cat, already knowing who it was. "Minnowbird had her kits, Streamsong. Can you carry one back to camp?" She asked. Streamsong nodded, looking down at the four tiny kits pressed close to their mother's belly. At that moment, Aspenbreeze came back from carrying Deathkit. "Hello Streamsong." He meowed, greeting his fellow warrior. Then he moved over so he was standing right next to Minnowbird and bent down to lick her cheek. After that, he moved over and picked up Nightkit in his jaws. Streamsong also bent down, picking up Sootkit and Elmshade picked up Ashkit, leaving Birdkit for Minnowbird to carry back. The three cats straightened up then turned to look at Minnowbird, waiting for her to stand up.
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Post by dove on Nov 10, 2007 18:46:10 GMT -5
Minnowbird nodded her thanks, and picked up Birdkit. She mewed loudly, and Minnowbird was tempted to put her down. No, she needs a warmer nest... she thought. She waited for another cat to lead.
OOC: Should we make another post? In camp?
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Post by rem<EMBER me on Nov 12, 2007 19:23:08 GMT -5
Streamsong took the lead, walking slowly out of the cove. Her sister, Elmshade followed right behind her, both of them careful not to let the kits hit the ground. Aspenbreeze looked over at Minnowbird and padded over to press his body up against hers. Then he began to walk out of the cove, staying close to his mate.
OOC: I'll start a post in camp
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Post by dove on Nov 12, 2007 21:05:33 GMT -5
Minnowbird pressed against Aspenbreeze. She felt really weak, and needed some rest.
OOC: Okay.
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