The kits are arriving!

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    OOC: ;D Ha ha... I don't remember how many kits there were



    IC: DarkKit sighed and turned around and realized there only a of couple kits there instead of all of them. He followed their scent to the entrance to the den.

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    Halvakit mewed pitifully as her mouth was dry. Suckling more she regained some of her strength and plopped her head down for a long nap.

    Eruptionkit barely heard his mother's weak voice. Then he heard his brother's constant mews. Not knowing what else to do, the tiny kit joined in with his brother. Maybe the ruckess would arouse her, or atleast get someone else's attention. A blurry splotch was moving around him, and it licked Bladekit's head. Something was strange about this figure, but it was comforting to know that someone cared. Eruptionkit huddled closer to Bladekit, trying to suck in his warmth.

    "Come on, Mosspaw, leave me be! And how can you make so much noise? When did you get multiple voices? Why are you so small?" Embersong mewed. Her head was spinning; she felt lightheaded; WHY? she wondered.

    "Ugh! Go away, M - you're not Mosspaw," Embersong mewed confusedly. "You're... you smell like me. But... you look like Mosspaw! But you're too small to be Mosspaw! Go away, you stranger!" She kicked at the ginger cat with her paws, "sissy" style. "Uh! Uh! Go! Nooooo! Stop - st - GO!" she mewed.
    Her head completely cleared at last. "Oh my gosh, Bladekit, I'm sorry!" She stood up and traced where she had kicked gently with her tail. "I'm sorry... we have to go get Mudheart," she remembered. "He's taken Raykit - oh my Starclan! Raykit will die!" she horrifiedly remembered. "But... I don't think there's anything we can do. At least I have 5 healthy kits, and that's more than most." She settled back down. "Oh, hello, Darkkit! What's up?" she asked, almost amiably as she noticed the kit for the first time.

    Bladekit shrieked when his mother kicked him. He whimpered when she approached him, but stopped when he felt her warm tail. He nuzzled her lovingly.

    OOC: Is my cat too non-kit like?




    IC: DarkKit turned and started to follow MudClaw's scent away from the Nursery. He wondered why MudClaw would want to steal one of Embersong's kits.

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    ooc: possibly. He'd be calling for his mom by now cause Embersong is acting weird. Oh and it's Mudheart, not Mudclaw.


    Bladekit stumbled towards his mother to suckle. He didn't care if she'd hurt him, she was his mother.

    "I'm sorry, guys, but I can't do anything for Raykit!" Embersong mewed in despair. She felt as though she had let her kits down by leaving their brother to die, but there was nothing she could have done. She licked Bladekit again tenderly. "I'm really, really sorry I kicked you. I wasn't in my right brain, you know," she said apologetically.

    Eruptionkit nuzzled his mother, her wonderful scents flooding through him. He could barely make out any more of the fear-scent she had once carried. The tiny kit started to purr as he felt his siblings around him. Then a sharp stab of hunger shot through him. Quickly, Eruptionkit started to suckle. Warm milk flavors wafted through his mouth. It seemed like no more bad would ever happen.

    Embersong sighed. It appeared as though one of her kits thought life had gone back to normal! But he was too small to understand...


    OOC: If we do it real-time, these kits were born on March 31rst. It is now April 21rst. It has been approximately 20 days; they could have been talking baby-talk and walking around a bit by now.

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    Halvakit cocked her head and squeaked, "Momma!!!" She hurled her tiny body towards Embersong halting a tail length in front of her. Halvakit walked around then plopped on the floor her expectant for her mother to talk to her.

    "They're talking!" Embersong squealed. "Oh, how cute!" She leaned towards Halvakit and touched noses with her. "Nuzzle!" she mewed. She was going to teach them as many words as she could. She turned to Bladekit and put a paw in front of his face carefully. "Paw."


    OOC: Ain't she so motherly? ;D

    OOC:It's so cute...they grow up so fast though :'( :'( :'(


    IC: Halvakit struggled then touched her nose to her mother's and said,"Nuzzle...." She trailed off and looked around her. Bladekit was near her so she decided that she was good were she was, where she was in life.

    "Pa-Paw!" Bladekit stuttered and swiped his paw and Halvakit.


    ooc: we have six months to play with them. Embersong is so motherly!