--there's a fire, starting in my heart {Ambervoice's kitting, open}

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    Just an average day. Kind of. She was pregnant with Splashpool's kits. Ambervoice was also becoming weak, and tried not to eat as much so she would seem the same. So that Sunstar wouldn't notice. But this whole moving thing was stressful. She wanted be with her clan. With Geckocrawl, Savagepaw, and Sunstar. A small jolt of pain went through her.


    Great. She was having the kits now. Limping into the nursery. Ambervoice thought the pain was worse than death. But she would soon experience death also. First was a small dilute tortie she-kit. "Illuminant." she rasped, licking the she-kit's soft fur. An odd name. It sounded like "illuminate" though. Next was a normal tortoiseshell she-kit. "Summertime." she said softly.


    Summer was a beautiful season. But she called it "Sunleaf" after her leader. She licked the kit and took a deep breath. The next two were different. One large and one small. Another dilute tortie she-kit and a blue tom. Finally! She had a son. She licked both the kits and took a deep breath, exhausted. How many was she going to have? She took another look at the kits and sighed. "Dragonkit and Neonkit." They were unusual but pretty names.


    Ambervoice felt another kit and sighed. She closed her eyes for a bit, opening them to see a scrawny brown tabby and white tom. She licked the kit, and took another breath. "Risingkit." she rasped, tired and exhausted. She was going to love these kits, but on the inside, she wished she never had them. She was going to lose her clan's respect.


    Another kit came. A small black tom. 'Why do they look so small?' she thought. Was it because she wasn't eating much? She licked the kit and yawned. "Blackparade." She didn't want all of them to have clan names. And this was the religion some of the cats followed. Splashpool had been talking about it a lot lately. Speaking of Splashpool, where was he? Tired and exhausted, she prepared for the next kit. And hopefully the last.


    Finally, a calico she-cat. The perfect size too. Well, at least for Ambervoice. The black she-cat licked the kit, and then announced her name. "Aurorakit.." she said softly, and lowered her head. No more kits. That was the last one. After an exhausting few minutes, she successfully gave birth to seven kits. Seven perfect kits. Splashpool wasn't here yet. But he would be soon. Ambervoice was dying. But she gave birth to seven little bundles of joy. Sunclan was growing. And Splashpool would be grateful.



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    She couldn't see. She couldn't hear. She could only smell and feel. Illuminant squirmed over to her tired mother, and began suckling the sweet warm milk. Surrounded by her family, well, most of it, she was happy. She didn't know her mother was dying, and didn't care. A carefree kitten. Just what the clan needs. Going around, getting in to trouble, and starting fights. Looks like we got "Little Miss Princess here. Fun.

    DRAGONKIT.


    A dilute tortie she-kit, bigger than all of her siblings, lay in the middle of the litter, unaware of her mother's coming death. She was nursing quietly, eyes and ears practically glued shut. At that moment, she was small and delicate; anyone could stumble upon her and easily wipe her out of existance, or bring her to the top of it. But, she wouldn't need any help witht that. As sh grew older, she would do that on her own, clawing her way to the top of the foodchain.


    But, for now, she'd just suckle, living the simple life, letting others take care of her for now. Dragonkit just kept on doing her thing, attempting to nudge her smaller siblings out of the way. Hunger had begun to take over.

    [size=99pt][font=Kunstler Script][glow=black,1,100]Auroraflare [/size]
    Aurorakit -- Aurorapaw -- Auroraflare


    [size=11pt][glow=black,1,700][font=georgia]boom boom boom boom
    i want you in my room
    let's spend the night together
    from now until forever ~ ♥[/glow][/size]



    [size=8]Shoved into the world from her warm, cozy little world was something unexpected. Squealing loudly with flailing paws, Aurorakit happened to end up upside down; screeching at the cold air and blood rush to the calico's head. This was all so messed up! Crying out some more, Aurora's body began loosing heat faster than gaining it, though the newborn was in no real danger. Aurorakit was hungry, cold, and angry!


    Crying out once more for someone to help, Aurorakit after much wiggling finally managed to roll himself over; already making her cries weaker. After all, it was any cat's instinct to protect it's stomach- be it kitten, adult, or even senior. As the sweet and thick scent of milk drifted toward the young tortie with white- or, as some may say, calico-'s nose, Aurorakit let out a small squeak as she latched on to a teat and began to suckle.


    The rich milk flowing down her throat quenched Aurora's thirst and hunger, and rather warmed her up from the inside to the out. Letting a soft purr fall from her new maw, Aurorakit pawed happily at his mother's stomach; as if encouraging the teat to give him more milk.


    Ok, now everything was good.

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    [shadow=orange,left].splashpool.[/shadow]

    [shadow=red,left]Nageki no Mori.[/shadow]


    Splashpool padded into the nursery to check on Ambervoice, and was surprised to see her with seven little kits. His kits. He sat down next to Ambervoice, noticing she was exhausted. He wrapped his tail around her and licked her cheek. She was dying. And he knew it. But there was nothing he could do.


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    Oh, so now daddy decides to come in. 'Idiot. He should have been there from the start.' she thought coldly as she tried to stay comfortable next to her mother. Suckling milk, warm, and with her family. All of her family. Now she was happy. Kinda.

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    He was finally born. The second last born kit, and third born some to Ambervoice and Splashpool. The small black kit wiggled around his brothers and sister trying to stop the aching pain in his stomach to stop. When he had found the scent he was looking for of his mothers, he latched on to a teat and started snuckling hungerly the the aching pains drew away.


    Summertime was a kit. Yup. Tortoiseshell, green eyes. That's, uh, one way to describe her. Squirming around, the she-kit searched for milk restlessly, but her energy soon ran out, as per her, uh, 'five minutes old' shiz. Well, it was dark, and damp, and it sucked.


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    Pulse overlooked the deputies kits, the BloodClan royal padding towards his friend. "Kits, huh? Good luck. I hope Morning gets back soon."

    [ ooc. ] hey there, hiddenterror! i'm afraid that all the kits have been adopted out. =] a good board to look for cats to adopt is http://warriorcatsrpg.com/adoptions/. =] if you want to create your own cat, try going here; http://warriorcatsrpg.com/character-archives/ hope i helped. ^^ [ /ooc. ]


    Aurorakit wailed as her mother's voice echoed in the calico's ears. Then, out of nowhere, the small kit cried in bird.


    [ ooc. ] hope you don't mind she can speak bird. =] [ /ooc. ]

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    [i] R i s i n g k i t
     C'mon up, for the risin'
    C'mon up, for the risin' tonight


    This place? This place was frightening. The brown tabby mewled, desprate. Where was the cozy nook he had been nestled in, where was the warmness? It had happened in a second; something had happened, the small tom knew that. He dimly mused that he had passed though something; but he couldn't process anything, anything except for the fact that this was frightening.


    Risingkit. The tiny lump of fur didn't even realize he had been named; he was too busy mewling frantically, as he felt his siblings squeeze against him. Taking the cue, he squirmed hastily towards the sweet scent, and tentativly latched onto a teat, suckling, and having his worries wash away, rolling off onto the damp floor.

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    NEONSPARK•٠·˙



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    The fourth born to Ambervoice and Splashpool, their first son, let out a little muffled mew. Neonkit shuffled and squirmed for a few short moments, before instinctively crawling towards the belly of Ambervoice, the young, crippled elder. He felt the presence of his father, who was currently unknown at the moment, and immediately felt a spark of comfort warm him, the beginning of a whole new relationship and bond between him and the deputy.



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    ooc;


    Sorry for the super late reply! ::)

    Finally satisfied, Dragonkit unlatched herself from her mother's teat, her belly full of sweet, wonderful milk. She squirmed a bit around her siblings, trying to get comfortable. She was tired, however, from all the energy she had just used to feed and squirm. So, as most kits did, she stopped all movement and drifted into sleep, dreaming of simple, kit-like things.


    NEONSPARK•٠·˙


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    The son of Ambervoice and Splashpool let out a cry, trying to get his parents' attention, lifting his muzzle from the teat for a few moments, before sucking once more, hunger tearing away at his belly. Neonkit started to feel himself getting full, which was rather quick for a newborn kit.


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    ✯Risingkit✯


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    Risingkit felt some of his siblings stop suckling; shyly, he followed suit, realizing how long he had thirstily drank his mother's sweet milk. Bumping into his brothers and sisters, he retreated from the madness, mewling softly in content. Nothing was better than this; being here, wrapped in warm, soft smells, and his mother's sweet scent. His breath became lighter, his small chest rising and falling; he fell asleep gently, feeling no more of this world.


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