Lilypaw Needs a Crush, Friends, and Maybe Some Kits of Her Own!(Tom Needed)

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    She nodde. "You're lucky." She looked around. Then she yowled in pain suddenly. She dug her claws into the dirt and padded into the bushes.

    She yowled in pain again, and felt a kit squirm in her belly. This wasn't false labor, she realized. This was the real thing. "Flintfeather!!" She yowled. "FLINTFEATHER!!! I'm kitting!"

    She bit onto the stick and dug her claws into the dirt. A tiny paw stuck out from her.

    A kit slid out. She yowled again, and another kit was born. Soon, all six kits were born. She licked each of them. "Starkit, Thunderkit, Shadowkit, Skykit, Windkit, and Riverkit."

    "It's an average litter." She nugdged them closer to her. Then Emberflame crashed into Flintfeather. "Why'd you stand by her when she was kitting? They're my kits, not yours." He bent down to lick them, but Stormywhisker swatted at him, and he growled, "What? I have a right to see them!" Then she snapped, "No, you don't-I told you you're not going to father them, remember?" He snarled, grabbed the kits, and ran off with them back into the clearing, hissing as he passed, "I've got a new matenow. And these are our kits." He carried them to Whisperwind, and the leader signaled them to go back to camp. They ran off torwards the barn. Stormywhisker jumped to her feet and wailed, but was too tired to chase after them

    Flameember, Emberflame's brother(lol), knocked Flintfeather unconscious.

    And you wake up. -_-

    OOC: Everyone was gone, and you're not allowed to go to the barn.

    Stormywhisker had been catnapped to the barn byEmberflame and Whisper wind to feed the kits until they could eat fresh-kill.

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    Whisper wind slept with the kits huddled around her, and Emberflame looked on with loving eyes. Stormwhisker yowled when she was allowed outside to hunt at the top of her lungs.