Silverflame's kitting! (Open! All kit positions taken)

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    Dawnkit rolled onto his back playfully, swishing his tail around. He looked down and batted his soft paws at Wingkit's, giggling. He looked up and saw a brilliant flash of blue through a hole in the roof. Without hesitation, je darted outside through the exit, ignoring his mother's demands to come back. Soon a breath-taking flash of blue, white, green, and many other colors filled onto his mind. A crisp, wonderful scent, and many others, filled his scent glands. His vision sharpened out to a bright blue dome above him, and white fur balls floating in the sky. Giants with brown legs and dark green fur stood tall throughout this new place, and colorful cats roamed around this new place. A piece of fur drifted from one of the giants, bright green and thin. He batted at it, and it flew into the air once more. He saw his father pad towards him, smiling. "Hello Dawnkit." he meowed, bent down, and touched noses with him. "Hello? Hello! Wingkit?" Dawnkit asked, rubbing against him. Featherfrost chuckled. "No, Featherfrost." Dawnkit blinked his amber eyes, bewildered. "Feh...Feathfrot?" the large white and gray Tom shook his head slowly, smiling. "Featherfrost. Fea-ther-frost." Dawnkit bounced up. "Feather...Featherfrost? Featherfrost!" he called.
    "Featherfrost? Is that you? Is Dawnkit with you?" the worried voice of Silverflame came from inside.

    Wingkit glanced at his mother before exiting the nursery as well. He looked up at his father, his blue eyes wide, he hadn't gotten a good look at him before.

    Silverflame nodded happily at Wingkit, and warily rose to her stone-heavy paws. She gently nudged Cometkit with her nose, and herded Gossamerkit towards her with her long, plumy tail. Gossamerkit stumbled after her mother blindly, guided by her warm, sweet scent and tail.


    Featherfrost purred. He bent down and touched noses with each of his kits before sitting down, neatly curling his tall over his paws. Dawnkit daringly took a pace forwards, crouched with his tail lashing, and pounced at one of his father's huge paws, wrapping his legs around it. Featherfrost lashed his tail in surprise, then laughed, rolling to his side and pawing Dawnkit gently on the side. But even that was enough to dislodge the kit—he sprang back up, though, his silvery fur dusty. He tackled his father around the neck, giggling and batting with his hind-paws.

    Wingkit followed his brother, jumping onto his father's back with some effort.

    Featherfrost laughed, trying to reach back and paw Wingkit, but he couldn't reach him. Dawnkit bounced a bit, dragging his father down, and scrabbling onto his back before his head squished his gray body. Laughing, Dawnkit bounced up and down and stomped on his back. Gossamerkit stayed with Cometkit and Silverflame, blindly staring into the distance. She still refused to open her eyes.