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    "Oh no... Why didn't you tell me this earlier? You know what, it doesn't matter." He picked up the kit in his jaws. "I'll take care of you," he said through the fur. "He raced out of the nursery and to Robinwing's den. "He gently put Shimmerkit on the ground. "Explain what's wrong," he told the little kit.

    Name:Appleflight


    Gender: she-cat


    Age: 14 moons


    Rank: Warrior


    Personality: Funny,Loyal,Hyper, willing to die for clan


    Crush:None


    Mate:Open


    Kits: none


    Other:

    OOC You need to post that in the sign-up thread.


    IC "Lionroar, stay with her while I get the herbs." Lionroar nodded. The medicine cat raced off to the back and came back with water mint, chamomile, and fever in a leaf wrap. She chewed it into a pulp. "Open your mouth," she instructed Shimmerkit. Robinwing prayed to Starclan this kit would survive.

    Robinwing used her paw to place the poultice of herbs in Shimmerkit's mouth. She gently rubbed her throat to help her swallow.

    Crowleap purred and took off running, emideatly pulling ahead with the strength of his long legs, prey in between his jaws.


    Shimmerkit reluctently swallowed

    Robinwing sighed with relief. "I'll give her a poppy seed, and let her rest, Lionroar." She rolled a small seed from the pile and onto her paw. "Lick this up," she told Shimmerkit.

    "That you, Robinwing," Lionroar purred.
    "My pleasure," she replied. "Like I said before, let her sleep."
    He picked up Shimmerkit. "Yes," he meowed through her scruff. He walked out of the den, and to the nursery. The Tom laid down his bundle. "I love you, Shimmerkit," he purred. He stood up straighter. "Flamekit, Swiftkit, I want you to leave your sister alone so she can rest."
    Flamekit nodded.

    Swiftkit nodded, too, he opened his jaws in a yawn and laid down in his nest, "I'm tired." He whispered then added, "Goodnight daddy."


    Shimmerkit drifted off to sleep.

    "Goodnight, son," Lionroar purred and licked Swiftkit's forehead.
    "I'm sleepy too," Flamekit mewed. He flopped onto his back.
    "Goodnight," Lionroar meowed soothing and licked his forehead.

    When the kits were all sound asleep Burningheart purred. Her outline was fuzzy butvshe sat beside Lionroar, "thank you." She whispered in his ear, "they couldn't wish for a better father." She finished and went back to Starclan.