.::A lone Mother And Her Kit::. ~ Needs Father ~

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    Priscilla gripped her kit's scruff ike any mother would do, she was instantly greeted with startled mewls and wide milky blue eyes. She wished she had the time for her kit. But it was impossible. This clan was her only life-only. And if this was what it took , she'd rather risk it. Priscilla leveled her head with the outside ground , the feeble kit dangling helplessly in her jaws. She lowered the kit to the ground, climbing out herself by her kit's side. The she-cat sniffed around for a bit , shifting her eyes from different sharp angles, and then craddled her kit back into her jaws with few countless effort. Priscilla purred at the thought of having a husband to father her kit. She would be able to keep up with much more. But when she thought it over again Priscilla insisted they shouldn't come back. She glanced down at her kit and sighed. Maybe she shouldn't give him off to another clan. She would missed him dearly, and unfortunatly all it took was a father for her kit to stay in her safe paws.




    Aslan slouched once his mother put him down. Hoping this would be the last time his mother would bite into his scruff. Helplessly, his keenly mewls tried to gather his mother's undivided attention. This morning He wasn't fed, he was always fed in the morning. That was when he was the hungriest. He knew it. And surely his mother did. But why isn't she listening? Aslan began to feel unconfortable when longing his mother's attention. His mother always listened. But why today? the least a young kit needed was a disturbed nap.

    Randy was walking along the forest. The tomcat was bored, and fed up with the traveling. Every single time he settled down for a while, some she-cat had to come and chase him out cause of kits! He sighed annoyed and went to find some sort of den to sleep in for the night. Randy layed down under a fern bush and looked out at the forest. His nose twitched and he smelled another cat. He lifted his head, ears percked forward trying to defy the scent. Defiantly a she-cat since it was warm and milky...which meant....kits or more like a kit. Oh great, time to be chased out again! he thought but didnt move, just layed there.

    Priscilla saw a lithe silhoutte in the distance. She squinted her eyes and craned her neck forward. The figure looked biggure, but she could tell at the least it was under some kind of bush because she could only see flecks of it between leaves. Priscilla hesitated and nudged her kit into a thick fern bush. she glanced over at the same bush with the feline and padded it over to it. " H...Hello?" she meowed clearly, but mostly out of curiousity.

    "Hello?" he answered back lifting his head to see the she-cat he smelled earlier standing outside his bush. She didnt seem that she wanted to chase him off so Randy pushed himself up and poked his head out of the den.

    She purred welcoming, a spark of interest in her eyes. She was glad he wasn't someone to attack her. " Hi? Who are....Who Are You?"

    Priscilla lashed her tail and purred. " Im Priscilla" she glanced over her shoulder starting to worry about her kit. She didn't want to leave him for so long before he started to get into trouble.



    Aslan burrowed his eyes and grumbled. What She's Doing Now!? he cried silently in his mind. But as he thought about it again, he figured this would be his only time to catch up on his sleep. He stretched out and purred softly, dozing off into a content nap.

    a silver tom padded up, followed by two small kits. He turned and saw her "Hello" he smiled, it was a while since they'd had company of any kind.

    Priscilla smiled. " you Have A Nice Name Youreself Randy-" she flicked her ear and heard another voice. She turned to see another tom and purred. " Hi" Priscilla never thought of so many toms. so friendly too. She heard a few other stirring movements, and glanced down to see him acompanied by two kits. I Bet Aslan Would Love To See Them!

    Randy flicked his ear and looked down slightly. This must be her mate, lovely He thought and mewed a bit sourly "Sorry to have disturbed you and your kits, I shall leave in the morning"

    Priscilla quickly turned her attention to the tom and folded her ears back. She felt guilty after hearing those words, she never had company like this before. And now she seemed to ruin her only interest. " N...No! Stay...Please. Those are My Kits. N ' or is He my mate" she glanced by at the tom with the two kits with soft eyes, hoping that would convince him she didn't mean it in a bad way.

    "Are you sure? Most queens dont like me hanging around their litters" he meowed looking down at Priscilla his ears down slightly. He didnt want to leave either, cause he actually liked this cat. She was nice and sweet while others where mean and rude.

    Priscilla lifted her ears a little. " We;;, my reason's quite...Different." she meowed sheepishly, thinking about how she had to leave her clan over not having a father to help her keep up.

    She perked her ears. " Yes. I have A Son...My Only." she meowed, trying to keep her voice from sounding a little frantic as she began to worry that he had wondered off. She lashed her tail and turned around, trotted to the soecific fern bush where she last placed him. To her surprise, she found him sleeping soundly on his own. Priscilla laughed and purred in amusment. " Oh Aslan..."


    Aslan snorted softly and re-positioned himself.

    Priscilla purred in agreement, nudging him gently so that he can meet the new presences. " Aslan..." she repeated softly until she could awaken him.


    Aslan yawned and slowly opened his eyes, stretching his litle paws in front of him as he flopped onto his flank. Instantly, he glanced up at the other complete set of paws and jumped back, his eyes swallowed wide. Aslan wondered who this stranger was.

    "Hello little one" mewed Randy with a smile. "I'm Randy" The tom actually like kits, they were always full of energy and life.

    aslan coward, but the least he wanted was to wine. He didn't want to sound that much of a scaredy cat.