Alone... (Open, Kitting)

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    ...and with a Windclanner's kits.


    Rhythmicpaw smiled as she looked around her. Two absolutely darling kittens were suckling at her side, the result of loving. These kits, as much as she loved them, were impure. Half-clan, you could call it. Loudpaw was their father, apprentice as she was - except in Windclan.


    What really struck Rhythmicpaw as odd was her kit's pelts. The she-cat just happened to look almost exactly like her, while the tom looked uncannily like Loudpaw. "Hello, my darlings." She whispered, hazel eyes gazing softly at her kits.

    Rosecross was twitching in excitement, her belly slightly distended. Her green eyes swooped to look down at the kits. "Awww, they're so adorable!" The red tabby she-cat cooed.

    Rhthmicpaw's face cracked into smile at Rosecross' words. "Thanks. My mentor would think otherwise." The apprentice hadn't seen Shallowbreathe for quite some time... probably good too. It seemed like her mentor had been able to put two and two together - and make four. "I haven't thought of names yet though... maybe later."

    "Mentor?" Rosecross had heard of apprentices having kits, but she hadn't expected to run into it so soon. Not in her homeclan. She had recently returned from years as a loner, by Winterstar's permission of course. How different everything was! "How'd it happen?"

    Rhythmicpaw nodded, pelt hot. "Yep... mentor. I'm still a 'paw'. Well, I'm supposed to be a warrior by now, but with the kits and all, I'll have to wait." It was a small price to pay, waiting a few moons. Hearing Rosecross' question, the apprentice mused over how to answer in her head. "What, the kits?" She inquired, trying to buy herself more time.
    .....
    The she-kit, still unnamed began suckling quietly. She looked almost exactly like her mother, aside from a small white paw.

    The tom kit ,who was also unamed wriggled to suckle next to his sister. He was the exactly the same as his dad in minature.

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    "Yah." Rosecross pressed on. She really was curious. How and why did an apprentice throw themselves so recklessly into motherhood?

    Rhythmicpaw bit her lip, trying to decide on a plausible answer. "Umm... Well," She began. "I don't really know. I just... got reckless I suppose." The she-cat shrugged, unsure of what else to say. "I just wanted some action I suppose, having grown up in a relatively boring world." Nothing had happened to her as a kit, so she had decided to write her own life story. So far, it wasn't the most perfect.


    "What about you? What's your story?"

    It took all the control Rosecross had to not show the shock she felt. The apprentice wanted action!? And so she'd had a littler. How pathetic and disgusting. "I used to live here a few years ago, I had to leave due to events that were going on in Shadowclan at the time." Rosecross meowed, then realizing she was talking about her being pregnant. Her scent had melded with the collective within days, but it was hard to shift off the mindset of a loner. A moon didn't shake off a year of habit. "Oh! You mean this." She flicked her tail to her side. "Normal love, met the guy when I first joined. He's been really nice."

    "That's nice." Rhythmicpaw meowed. After yawning widely, the queen glanced down at her two kits. "I suppose I'd better name you." She muttered, mulling names over in her mind.

    Rhythmicpaw began humming, a habit she had picked up in her time alone. The she-cat didn't like silence, it was just so... quiet! Head snapping up towards Rosecross, Rhythmicpaw looked at the other queen for a moment, then spoke. "What do you think I should name them?" She asked, hazel eyes fixed on Rosecross.

    "I really don't know." Rosecross shrugged. "I'm still thinking of what I'm going to name my own kits... I'm going to go over there." With that she stood up, padding to another part of the den. She wanted to meet more of the clan.

    Zellousmercy was unfortunetly pregnant. Oh joy, but her brother talked her out of aborting the little demons, well maybe they won't turn out insane. She wanted to observe in the nursery for a while, to see what exactly goes on. She padded in and looked around, seeing that some kits where just born she padded over. "Hello." She mewed, then stared down at the little bundles of fur and fuzz. "Their adorable, what's their names?"

    Rhythmicpaw watched as Rosecross padded off. The apprentice roatated her gaze to her kits again, still thinking of names. Then, hearing another voice, the queen's head snapped up. "Oh, hey there." She meowed, giving Zellousmercy a small smile. "Names... um well. This one's Bambikit. The she-cat." The name just popped into her mind, but it fit the kit. "And the tom's... Chatterkit." Loudpaw would like that; Chatterpaw being his old nickname.

    "I like the names..I'm trying to think of names of my own kits." Zellousmercy said, praying to Nightclan that her kits would look nothing like that insane freak, Fiercepaw. She smiled a bit. "Did it hurt?" She asked. "To have kits and stuff?"

    The question made Rhythmicpaw smile. She had been wondering the same thing before her kitting. "Nah, not really." She replied, pushing Bambikit closer to her to suckle. "It's a bit scary at first, but it's over quick."
    .....
    Bambikit meowed quietly as she was pushed, but fell quiet as she began suckling again.

    Zellousmercy felt a lot better. "Really? It dosen't sound that bad after all I guess.." She mewed smiling at the other she-cat. "So who's the father?" She asked looking around, not seeing any tom nearby, oh well maybe he was out hunting.

    "The... father?" She meowed, blank expression on her face. What to say? "Oh, well. It's a funny story really, you see..." The apprentice bit her lip, trying to search for a believeable story. "You first!" She exclaimed suddenly, trying to get out of the hot seat.

    Zellousmercy thought how she was going to words this. "Well..You know Fiercepaw right? Crazy' ya know? Well he mistook me for one of his friends inside his head..who he was inlive with... and yeah. Right now Their sending a patrol after him..So he dosen't force anyone else. Now, You?" She mewed yawing, she already had said the story so many times that now, it no longer hurt her.