Honeyflower wants to be a good mother

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    Honeyflower waddled into the nursery, purring contentedly at escaping from the hot sunshine. It was cool inside the nursery, and her hot pelt was being soothed by the breeze. Her swollen belly almost brushed the ground, and felt heavy and uncomfortable beneath her. Still, she knew she would love the kits when they arrived. This was her first litter, but she was still unsure on how to be a good mother...


    {I'd quite like people to play other queens here? Just someone to talk Honeyflower through the joys of motherhood :)}

    Rosspetal smiled at Honeyflower,her kits by her side.


    The small black tom pushed his sister,"Haha,i'm the winner!'he squeaked.


    The small white she-cat stayed still in defeat but quickly got back to her paws.

    Wafflefang sat by Honeyflower, Wafflefang's four kits, Blackkit, Tigerkit, Tinykit, and Longkit, squeaking and playing around in the nursery. " I can't wait till there apprenticed," purred Wafflefang, but smiled as Blackkit play-fought Longkit.
    " I win," mewed Longkit, pushing Blackkit down. Tigerkit and Tinykit watched them, cheering. Well, Tigerkit was. Tinykit ran over to Blackkit. " Are you ok?" she asked him.
    " Next time, be more careful," said Wafflefang sternly. " Rosspetal's kits are younger than you."
    " Yeah," said Tinykit. " We are five moons old. Well be apprentices!"

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    'How do you manage them?' Honeyflower asked the two queens, looking fondly at the kits around her paws. 'They seem such a pawful sometimes.'

    "Yes but you have to love them,"Rosspetal smiled.


    Ghostkit knocked her brother over,makeing him land with a hard thud.

    Honeyflower left for the freshkill pile, and returned with two mice clamped in her jaws. She lay one in front of Rosepetal and her kits, and started to eat the other herself.

    Meanwhile, a Tom brought some sparrows and voles for the other queens. He looked dazed, as if jealous a all the playing kits. He looked up, "Hey queens, could you help me?" He meowed.

    "I have a mate, and I want kits with her. I just don't know how to tell her!" The tuxedo-colored tom yowled. "Could you help with that?"

    Honeyflower swallowed her bite of mouse and added, 'Many she-cats want kits anyway. She could be thinking the exact same thing.'

    'Do ask her!' Honeyflower was excited to see if the tom and his mate would agree to have kits. Another new mother in the clan would be great for her.

    The tom ran off. He came back about an hour ago, with a dark brown tabby following him. The tabby looked around, her eyes bristling with excitement. "So this is where I would stay?" She meowed. The Tom replied, "Yes." The she-cat smiled, "Hello, future denmates. I'll be with you cats soon. Let me introduce myself. I am. Tabbystripes."

    Tabbystripes smiled at her future denmates. "Ready?" Her mate meowed, and they slipped off into the moonlight.