dear you ♦ open, pregnancy announcement

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    [ic.]Well. Here she was again. After the injuries she had received in the Dominion, she thought she'd never reach this point again, but alas, Fate had a different plan in store for the young doctor. While her feline body was sterile, she had recently acquired a new one for her trip back to the Dominion, and now that Blacky was back.. Well, you could put two and two together.


    Twitching one of her nine tails, the pregnant fox-spirit beamed a smile, her red eyes having a certain shine about them, "E-Etto.. I just um.. Wow, this is more nerve-wrecking than the first time.. I'm pregnant, and I just thought I'd let you all, uh, know that." She really needed to work on her public speaking skills.

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    so, warsong didn't particularly know the female, but that didn't mean he couldn't be happy for her. giving a nod to the pregnant female, the raptor smiles. "congrats!" he beams. how exciting!


    poor warsong; little did he know of the irritation that the younger ones could cause. nuclayus would surely attest to that.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 400px;][justify][size=8]Clo was pregnant? Again? A smile laced the young deputy's features as she traced over and stood beside Warsong. Snow wasn't too sure how smoothly the birthing would go, though. After witnessing Courtney's birth, well, it hadn't been pretty to say the least. She was just assuming the worst and everything would probably be fine, but nevertheless the thought was still there. Still, Snowkit was happy at the thought of tiny Clockworks running around the place. "Congrats!"


    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; height: auto;][hr][justify][font=arial][size=8]Really? Again? Mary was tired of all these nieces and nephews. They had to stop having sex. "Woo, congrats," she called out half-heartedly. Might as well see her brother, too.
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    [justify][size=8]Runner didn't respond straight away; in this day and age, pregnancy unfortunately wasn't always something the person having the kids wanted. If that was the case here, she didn't want to add her own congratulations in, but after a moment of studying Clockwork, she decided the Head Medic didn't appear distressed about it. She quickly plastered a wide grin over her lips and chirped, "Congrats, Clockwork!"

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]Redkit padded over, the breath catching in her throat as she thought about being a big sister. She was gonna be a big sister! "I-I.. Congrats mom!" She exclaimed, pale green eyes wide and excited as she looked up at her mother. Pregnant. The thought had never really occurred to her, but it was weird calling Clockwork her mother. Even though the fem had adopted her before she regained her memories of her past life, it was odd for her now that she had her memories. Gardeniabloom had been the adoptive mother of Clockwork's brother, and had been there when she was an apprentice who was pregnant for the first time.


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    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 400px;][size=12][font=corbel][sup]Shootingpaw was not one to judge. But by everyone's comments he assumed this girl was a.. kinda slut. Having thousands of babies being poured out of you was bad. He flicked a rounded ear and coughed. "Um, I hope you enjoy babies." he said, not completely knowing how to put it.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; text-align: justify;]"Congratulations Miss" came the meow of Hannibal as the serval walked over in a tracking post.

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    For the easily made jealous lioness, this news carried mixed feelings. Was she happy that her mother was to have a new litter? Or scared that her growing group of siblings was going to make being close to her difficult? God, Myth didn't know.


    Her tail swinging and her voice wavering yet strong, she called forth a congratulatory statement, though it was possibly less heartfelt than Mary's had been.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]Redkit felt as though something was wrong with her big sister's reaction, but she wouldn't question her out in the open like this. Maybe later when they were alone.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]More little pests, uh, darlings? Suffice to say, Nymeria was not and never had been keen on little ones. Nope, even when she attempted to help them they simply cried and whined and were simply irritating. Except for Opalescence but then the little fennec fox had never acted her age; she was mature beyond her years and Nymeria now found herself sorely missing the little one. Sure she had been infuriating at first, what with her questions and constant following, but it grew so that Nymeria soon felt like something was missing if the kit was present. She now hadn't seen the female for much too long and the feeling of loss was evident.


    Despite her doubts, the she-wold couldn't help but feel at least slightly happy for the head medic. She and everyone else had seen the impact Augustus' death had made on the healer and the smile on Clockwork's face now only confirmed the transformation in her mood at her mate's return.


    [b]"Congratulations, Clockwork." Nymeria bid with a bow of her head, her words genuine as they drifted into the winds from her maw. Genuine, yes, but not eager. She was not, under any circumstances, babysitting the little furballs. Nope, no. That was one thing she would absolutely refuse to do for she wouldn't have the slightest clue where to start.


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 440px; text-align: justify;]If he heard someone call his wife a slut he'd slit their throat swiftly. The demon stood tall beside Clo, his own nine tails on her back. He gave a small calm smile and nodded. "I'm the father, of course." He wouldn't call her a slut. Was that one lady in the nursery rhyme a slut for having thousands of kids in a shoe? No. He rolled his shoulders and blinked red eyes.



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    нαѕ тσ нανє ιт αℓℓ ѕнє'ѕ ѕσ ρσρυℓαя


    Clockwork's sister padded over, a small smile on her face. "Sup, Clo? This is like, really cool that you're pregnant again. You're so cute when you have food cravings." /rushed



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    ѕнє яєαℓℓу тнιикѕ тнαт ѕнє ςαи мσνє вυт ιт'ѕ נυѕт иαѕту



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    [ic.]"Food cravings?" She said as her sister approached, "I don't have food cra.. I have food cravings? Okay.."

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]Redkit watched her mother as she seemed to struggle with her answer. "Are you okay, mom? Do you need anything? Something to quench a craving, perhaps?" She grinned lightly as she teased the medic. Oh this pregnancy would be so much fun for her. Not only because she got to tease Clockwork, but because she was going to finally be one of the older children. No more 'youngest' for Red.


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    [ic.]A grin appeared on her lips, the mother-to-be ruffled the fur atop Redkit's forehead with her paw in a playful manner. Indeed, no more 'youngest' Redkit, though she couldn't help but wonder if her children would feel replaced by their new siblings. Hopefully that wouldn't be the case.


    She shook her head, grinning, "Now-now, play nice."

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing: 0.5px; line-height: 14px;][justify]Oh, if someone wasn't going to be replaced, it wasn't going to be Winterpaw. Nope, Winterpaw was going to be the most attention grasping out of them all. Babies? Hell to the no was she gonna stand for that. But, she'd nod her congrats, before aiming to headbutt her mother playfully, looking up through lavender optics, the snow leopardess cub sighed. "How do you even have babies? How? How? How? How? Are they dropped by a magical flying ostrich that eats rainbow unicorns and doughnuts?"

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    [ic.]She laughed quietly, wrapping one of her many tails around Winterpaw, "Honestly, your imagination is just.." Clockwork trailed off, shaking her head with a smile, "You could say that, yeah."