Its harder than it seemed... (private)

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The lilac tortoiseshell point lay dazed in the bright sunlight. The last moon had been extremely hard for her. Moly glanced down at her unborn kits, still unsure who the father was. It was just so dark, a-and it all happened so fast, and- She shook her head, trying not to think of the few parts she remembered. Her belly was barely swollen, and she hadn't told anyone about it yet. Molly tried to forget about it; kits were kits, and she was actually excited to be a mother.

Milky eyes searched the camp for someone to talk to. She was desperately in need of a conversation. Her conscience told her she should spend time near the queens and kits, just to get used to it. Molly decided to just wait for someone to come to her.
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ooc. ah, so sorry, I totally lost this thread xc

bic. Molly turned her head to the golden cub. She was taken aback by the question; those who did know her recognized her by her father. "My name is Molly Divinus," she mewed calmly. "My father is Marshall Lee." She explained briefly.
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[font=garamond][size=10][color=black]Molly dipped her head and rested herself against the damp ground. The tortoiseshell remembered talking to her friend from Windclan; she didn't cross the border, they just talked. She was forever loyal to the clan she had grown up in and no one would would ever doubt her. But Molly remembered Aquapaw mentioning the lack of prey.

"Did you hear about Windclan?" She asked to the cub. Molly remembered the absence of rabbit scent on their territory. "Apparently their prey has been decreasing." No other clan was fast enough to catch hares and birds like Windclanners did, so no one was stealing their food.

[font=garamond][color=black][size=10]Moly thought for a moment; she didn't really keep up with things going on between clans, but Windclan was a pro clan. "As far as I know, Windclan is enemies with Sunclan," she thought again, taking the lack of Windclan prey much more serious then the young pup. If the fastest cats in all the territories had no prey, how could the other clans survive?

Molly quickly remembered the ongoing battle between Shadowclan and Thunderclan. It was brutal, and had been lasting for endless days full of death and blood. The tortoiseshell shiver, turning to the cub. "So, what do you like to do around here?" She asked trying to change the subject.