Dancingloon had been noticing the little changes in her body. The small ones like weight gain and feeling moody. She would feel sick and tired often and have these horrible headaches, she only got nervous when she felt odd things happen to her. Fear made her kept silently and never voice her concerns to others. Katastre was in a delicate state of mind at the moment and she wasn't willing to badger him with pointless talk. But now at this moment she regretted it all.
Pain struck her down in her sleep and she awoke with a small yelp of pain. Blood flowed from her and she could only think she was dying. In reality she was giving life to four new lives. The sun rose over the horizon as Dancingloon looked down at her four kits nuzzled to her belly. They where so small, so helpless. Tears stung her eyes as she realized everything that happened. She was working to death, worrying, and fighting while she was pregnant! This kits could have effects from her carelessness. 'Oh god..." she thought. What would the others say?! Her adopted mother ,Nivata...Her adopted sister ,Hellsrain...and finally her boyfriend, Katastre. Would he leave her now that she was a mother. She thought about all these fears but in this she realized something...she loved them. These kits only minutes in the world and let she loved them with a bond she'd never felt before. As a mother to her children.
She perked her ears up and looked outside. They'd be here to check on her soon...She sighed. She'd take whatever happened in stride. This was her greatest gift and any punishment for it was worth it. She was already thinking of names. Mobkit, after the color and the look of many different colors on it's pelt. Eliphalet, a beautiful name that ran on her mother's tongue. Weaselkit, after the way her own mother named her, he looked like a little weasel. And finally, Colorkit, her pelt was as white as her father's. She smiled and hoped they others would love these names too.
