Old Snowclan Nursery

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    Before long the gentleness in the young she-kit's eyes soon returned. Neollekit was back in control."What hwappen? dwid twin swister dwo it again?"Noellekit asked franticly.

    "Nah," Flurrypaw purred. "He just acted a bit like this." He let out an imitation of Savagekit's "evil" laugh, and it sounded just as kittish.

    Velvetkit slept soundly through the prodding, hardly giving a twitch of the ears to show she had felt it. She was a deep sleeper, probably capable of sleeping straight through a storm or even a raid. Her dreams were full of swirling colors and soft, musical voices.

    >You guys want to wake up after my post? They should be able to stand up and talk simple stuff right now...I think...


    Northerngaze, seeing her kits were asleep, fell asleep as well. Her dreams were a muddle of Rowankite's laughing face, and her brother, Polarpaw, StarClan damn him, killing her mentor.

    The little blue cat stood up and poked his brother to get revenge. Now I gets my vendettaSkykit thought."Do you want to play, Stormingkit?"He squeaked. As he looked at his brother."If you want to lets play a wrestling game." He mewed.

    ((did you skip time?))


    Nightpelt sat down washing a paw while watching the kits scuffle around They will make great warriors he thought.

    Shirokit poked her head into the den. "Yay! Playmates!" She bounded up to Skykit and Stormingkit. "Hi! I'm Shirokit! Who are you? I'm gonna be a warrior soon!" The brown and white tabby kit boasted to the younger kits.

    >I guess we did. After my post, wait for Peo


    Northerngaze watched her kits tumble around a bit. Of course. The Anti-Clan blood run through them.


    Stormingkit turned to Shirokit, mildly curious. "Warrior, Shmorrior. Like I care," he snapped back.

    (OOC: You don't have to wait for me, at least not until Velvetkit wakes up. XD But thanks for the thought.)


    Velvetkit shifted slightly in her sleep, starting to come around. She wasn't quite awake yet, but starting to head in that direction. Her whiskers twitched.

    Murkypaw lay in the nursery her belly round with over due kits. She should have been made a warrior soon if not already but no thanks to Razorclaw she was expecting his kits. She didn't know it since she hadn't seen her sister since late leaf-fall but she wasn't the only one in her family with kits right now.


    As she lay there thinking about it pain rippled through her side and she knew it was finally time. Eventually there were four beautiful kits beside her. She nudged them all to her belly for them to eat. She hadn't wanted them and they would have no father, but she couldn't deprive them of all love either. Her own parents had left the clan and her sister too. She wouldn't leave these kits even if they were not her choice. She just couldn't do that to this helpless little kits.


    Knowing they needed names she glanced down thoughtfully there was no way she was going to name one after their father. The first kit had been a white kit as she looked at her now she decided on a name. "Poolkit," she meowed. Looking to the next two kits which were similar in color, black and white and both toms she thought of names. "Lemmingkit and Pitchkit," she decided. Then looking to the last kit who was another white she-cat like the first. "Clearkit," she meowed after a few thoughtful seconds.


    She glanced down at the kits...her kits and sighed. She had always wanted a family and whole one with out anyone missing. StarClan must have had something else in mind though or possibly a better future. She laid her head down on her paws.


    OOC: Can we double time the kits till their cousins (Murkypaw's sister's kits) are apprentices so they'll all be the right age in comparison? Is that okay with everyone? (Sometime in the spring-ish they'll go back to normal aging. I need to double check the exact date though.)

    Pitchkit meowed softly as he was pushed by his mother. Scenting milk, the kit's instincts took over, and he began suckling. When he had dranken his fill, the reverse tuxedo tom curled up in a ball to sleep. There wasn't much else to do - Pitchkit didn't know the joy of sight, or hearing, or any of those wonderful senses. So he just slept in a fluffy ball of fur on the ground next to his mother.


    ((( EDIT: Oh, yeah. Double timing's fine with me! ^^ )))

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    After suckling for a while, Clearkit tried to get closer to her mother, looking for some heat.
    ((Yay doble time, and they will be with their cousing, nice!))

    Northerngaze nuzzled the last of her kits, Velvetkit tenderly. "Come on, Velvetkit," she mewed. "Don't you want to play with your siblings?"

    "Yeah Velvetkit come on the snow is so cool.They look soft and fluffy but they are cold!"Skykit mewed as he poked his paw outside the nursery and touched a pile of snow."Brrrrrrr"

    Northerngaze let out a hiss at Skykit. "Don't eat that, fool," she snapped. "You'll get sick." Seriously, it was hard to imagine her being a kit.