MossClaw and ambershine {P}

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    "Im sorry, Owl. But I juust cant have slaves disrespecting me or telling me no. I really dont like to do that. I try to be a responsible, friendly owner. how long until your kits come, about?" He sarted cleaning off her wound himself.

    Ambershine glanced at her belly, half a moon's worth of kits in there. She had to think of something to get her and Owl out of there, fast.
    "I really wish you would let me and Owl go out for some fresh air," she meowed, downcast. "Mothers who don't get sunlight get sickly kits." she looked at him. "I know how devastated you would be then."
    Ambershine couldn't work up excitement at being a mother. First of all, she didn't want MossClaw to be the father. Over her dead body! Second, she was a free spirirt. She had grown up basically alone, and she hadn't imagined having kits for many seasons.
    Owl seemed, at least to her, to be excited. She couldn't imagine why.

    Owl was trying to be as nice as she could, without breaking herself. Kits were okay, and she felt bad for Mossclaw.

    "Im sorry ambershine.. I just cant. Your too quick. if you escaped I could never catch you......" He looked at her, sad that he couldnt but he didnt want to take the risk.
    ooc: Is she pregnant yet? ambershine, I mean.

    OOC: Yeah. Half a moon.
    Ambershine drew a leisurely paw over her ears. "Don't blame us when your precious kits are born weak and die within the hour." she paused as if giving thought. "If they're born at all, actually."
    She had nothing left to lose. What couldn't she bargain with?

    "Owl's kits will be weak too," she mewed. She ran her muzzle lightly over MossClaw's and murmured to him. "Surely you want the best for your own flesh and blood. I thought I was to be treated like a goddess. Goddesses aren't kept in cages."
    She dropped down to the floor. "I can already feel the kits' kicking getting weaker. I don't know how much longer they can last. I'm sure Owl can atest to the same." Ambershine turned her attention towards Owl. "Wouldn't you agree, Owl?"

    "Fine- you can roam the mansion, and bask in the sunlight from the windows- and after you kitted, you can go outside." He gestured, trying to find a half-way point,. MossClaw was terrified of the thought of her escape.

    Ambershine sighed. This was better than nothing, she supposed. She'd work on getting herself outside later. As she passed MossClaw on her way out the door, she asked, "Do you ever miss ThunderClan?"

    ooc: did a pic of mossclaw holding on of his kits X3
    Ic: "No, not really.I have a good life here, and I didnt in the clans." He mutered.

    OOC: Never mind. Not possible.


    Ambershine stalked out of the cage and sat in front of a window. She casually leaned against it, seemingly at ease. In truth, she was checking the thickness and sturdiness of it. She would escape. Eventually.