A Mothers Love - Risingfalcons Kitting, OpEn

Mistkit sat up looking at her mother,her blue eyes where confused.She could hear,walk,and see.She could hear the strange noises comeing from every where,every one else could do it why couldn't she?

Glancing at Mistkit, Risingfalcon easily figured that it would be best to ignore her adopted kit, from her point of view Dirtleg did'nt seem to like her.

Crimsonkit squirmed torwards her father, with a small squeke of happieness as she wriggled torwards him. Breatheing slightly heavily she dropped back against the ground tired from the tireless wriggleing against the ground.

Mistkit sat down,thinking for a moment.It was just a sew seconds ago when her mother was well doing what mothers do but now it looked like she didn't care!She slowly crawled away from the warmth of her mothers body,and sat down.Curling up in a ball,she wanted to wail.But she saw what her father did last time she wailed,she started this.She felt gilty,how and why was it her?

Risingfalcon felt like squaling like a kit herself, at Mistkit's reaction. Instinctivly her tail uncurled from her kits and quickly began skimming against the den floor. Lightly she nudged Mistkit, not taking the time to glance at anything else.

Pewterkit gave a little cry at the strange tension in the den. He didn't like it one bit!

Crimsonkit gave a small squeke once she felt her fathers body curl around her, it was much different than her mothers, but of course Risingfalcon's had the scent of kit and milk clinging to it, while her father smelt of prey and other things. she wrinkled her nose lightly, at the smell of the other warriors the clung slightly onto his fur, but easily settled down with a small purr beside him.

Pewterkit slowly began to fall back to sleep, and was rumbling by the time he reached that point.

Mistkit mewed happily at her mother warmth,she was exspecting that her mother wouldn't care.She snuggled put close to Risingfalcon,but she felt strange her siblings wheren't there!She sat up looking up at her mother,she was stareing at her mother's eyes.She tilted her head a little,like saying hey,where are they?

The tension between her parents, though barely corporeal, scared Distantkit. She fell asleep; after all, she had spent more of her short life awake than in the depths of sleep.

Silverkit squealed loudly, not caring if she woke her siblings up or not. She was hungry and she couldn't find her mom through all there annoying lumps of fur. She whined and cried loudly.

Risingfalcon smiled lightly before she began lapping at small Silverkit, before she layed her head back against her paws. "Im..Sorry.." She murmured lightly, glancing at Dirtleg, "I just got to protective over her.." She murmured, with an apolegetic look glimmering lightly in her green eyes.

Silverkit crawled over the lumps. She was going to get to her mom no matter what. She screeched, smelling milk and not having it. Silverkit was too hungry to explain.

Gently Risingfalcon grabbed her kitten, Silverkit by the scruff of her neck before gently placing her at the curve of her belly, with her green eyes lightly blinking as she placed her head back against her paws. She was tired, from having not slept for God knew how long it was'nt a shocker that she was. Though she did'nt want to fall asleep until she knew wheather her mate would forgive her or not.

Crimsonkit gave a small yawn, to reveal only small pink gums inside her mouth. A couple weeks at the most, she would have small teeth coming in. She gave a small happy purr, at the precence of her father. Unlike her mothers milky scent, his was much different. For once she liked, the scent that was'nt filled with head-aching milk. She gave a small sneeze at the feeling of her fathers fur, brushing against her tiny pink nose.

The small kitten gave a slightly shocked wail at it. It felt weird, slowly she blinked open her slit deep, kitten blue eyes and began squirming beside Dirtleg's body, wanting the comfort that her mother usually supported her with.

Silverkit suckled until she fell asleep. She could still feel the tense presence of her father, and the atmosphere of argueing in the air.

Mistkit wanted to be friends with her father,but her first immpresion with her father wasn't very good.She saw Dirtleg as a growling tom that hates her more than his other kits,Mistkit felt left out all the other kits where playing and they where rolling around their father.

OOC.Awww...Mistkit is going to be a mama's girl!

Silverkit woke up and nudged the lump next to her, Mistkit. It was the only one left, all of the others were with their father.

Distantkit, oblivious now in the depths of sleep, was dreaming about her family. She was dreaming about becoming a warrior, though she didn't really understand it yet.