Kits? (Open)

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    Dreamcatcher poked her head into the medicine cat den, hoping to find Wishingpaw or Goldenheart. "Umm... Is anyone here?" She called cautiously. "I have a question that needs to be answered. I think I'm going to have kits." She hoped she was going to have Tigertree's kits. 'He'll be so happy if it's true.' She thought to herself.


    OOC: Yes, she will have kits. XD

    Wishingpaw, Goldenheart's apprentice turned her soft features towards Dreamcatcher; a purr erupting from her throat as she gazed at the queen. Kits, what a lovely word. Slowly, without even touching the ground with her aweful crippled leg the female rose. With each step she took she took it was such ease it'd be sometimes hard to believe she was crippled. Though walking from one side of the rock to another after just resting wasn't difficult. If she had to rush, what pain her crippled leg would cause her. Stopping a two rabbit lengths away the delicate looking she-cat began to sit. "Well let's just make sure," she finally spoke, and when she did it was soft and quiet in fact almost motherly. "What signs have you been having? Eating more? Has a few certain things been feeling sensitive on you stomach?" She motioned to her stomach with a quick nod of her head. She didn't want to just come out and say it, some queens got flustered when she did.

    The silver she-cat sighed. "Yes, Tigertree got me a thrush yesterday, and I only ate a bite. The thrush he got me made me sick afterwards. And I've been really sleepy as of recently." Dreamcatcher paused. "If I am, you can just go out and say it. I won't be shocked... I want kits."