A Gift from Starclan (JadexSeven kits, open)

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    Conquestkit lost no time in leaving. He dipped his head to his parents and Meadowsoul before heading out. he wanted some alone time.


    -out-
    [size=1]Conquestkit is arranged to be somewhere else but the otehr kits can all get together in a thead and he'll be back soon :][/size]

    Fadingkit noticed that Jadewing was horrified, but the little kit knew better than to just ask her about it. "Wait for me!" She cried out before bounding after the other kits. However, she then remembered Midnightkit and she came back. When she was beside her sister, she rested her tail on her sister's shoulder, and guided her.

    Foxkit looked at his parents, his expression confused. He hadn't intended for his suggestion to come off as being rude. He just though it was a win-win situation; his parents got to become loners again while he and his siblings could live in the clan.


    He sighed, turned around and followed after brother, sisters and the other kits.

    she managed to stop crying long enough to talk. "They meant everything, Sveneclaws. Why would they say it otherwise? I was never meant to be a mother..." she trailed off as she laid her head down on her paws. Her eyes didn't shine, instead they were dull... almost lifeless looking.

    "Shh, you did the best you could." He whispered, trying to comfort her. He didn't always know what to say but he tried.


    ooc: I am going away for a couple of weeks and a friend of mine will temp Sevenclaws.

    [size=1]Alright[/size]


    She shook her head, it didn't even matter if she had tried her best... her best obviously wasn't good enough. Which was why she should have never been a mother. "I... I've been here too long... I should go.." she told him, her voice hollow and emotionless.

    OOC: That would be me, I'm the Sevenclaws impostor. x3 I don't know what the whole of their relationship is like, or what you guys intended the outcome of all this to be, so I'm kind of winging this... ^^;


    Anxiety clawed at his belly, and his green gaze filled with anguish. "Jade please, you can't leave already!" Settling himself down beside her, the tom gently licked her cheek, hoping to gain some eye contact. "I just- can't stand to be without you again."


    He looked back at her hopefully, but the vast lack of spirit in her eyes made him frown. Sighing wistfully, he stared down at his paws, perhaps inspiration would come to. Maybe he could find some way to console her, but it was fruitless. Straightening his ears, he took in the land and sky about him. Ears laid back solemnly, he returned his attention to his mate. "I guess that nothing I say will be enough," he mewed. "But there's one thing I can and will say. It'll be okay..." The tabby rested his head against hers, eyes glazed other with sorrow from- her sorrow. "We'll work something out, I promise you that."

    The she-cat had been ready to go, ignoring any words and attempts of her mate. Not that she didn't love him or care about him and what he had to say, she jsut couldn't take anything else. Every since she had set foot in Windclan it had been nothing but sorrow and pain. Just one big pointer as to why she shouldn't have been a mother.


    As he spoke his last few words though and rested his head against hers, she caved in. She leaned into him and closed her eyes so as not to shed anymore tears. She felt like she had done nothng but cry since she had arrived. She was an emotional wreck and she was quite surprised that seven had dealt with it. Reverting back to her old manner, she felt nobody could really care for her and want to deal with this. Yet here he was.


    She felt so fragile and small, so worthless. She was physically and mentally tired, it hit her as she leaned against the tom she loved so dearly. "But... how will we work it out?" she questioned, her voice barely above a whisper.
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    The entier scene had brought Meadowsoul to tears herself. She could still only imagine the hardbreak and internal turmoil the poor young queen was probably experiencing. She wanted to help. She had to detatch the kits, she had to make them udnerstand. She had to find a way to make them move on, to stay with their parents. No matter how much she wanted to keep them here and for herself, the broken she-cat before told her couldn't. She would never be able to live with herself if she did.

    He reached forward with a striped foreleg, gently placing his paw over hers, extra digits and all. But then the tom gripped her foot firmly, underneath his own. As her soft cheek fur brushed his, a layer of mist began to appear in his green eyes. It killed him to see her like this, and he would give anything to just make her pain go away. But of course, it wasn't that simple. His ginger ringed ears pricked up as his mate quietly responded.


    How? Truth was, he had no idea. But the red tabby had made up his mind that would do anything and everything to figure it out. Feeling his whiskers twinge, half in sorrow, half in joy, the tom looked over at Jade. "Heh, I don't know. But we will." Sighing, he silently repeated it to himself. We will... Pulling his head away from hers, he licked the top of her head soothingly.