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    The red tom smiled as the kit purred and tried not to move too hard to make sure she didn't fall off. His tail lashed up and curled itself around Mistykit to make sure that he'd grab her if she did fall.

    Fleetfoot licked Hollykit, then Mistykit, then Scourgekit then Jemkit and then Rubykit, and finally ended up at Cinderpelt. "i love you all" she was grateful for his loyalty.

    The tom looked up and smiled. "I love you back" he said as he licked her back. "I won't leave you if I don't have to" he added as he saw her gratefullness in her eyes.

    "But you will need to hunt evemntually" though Fleetfoot wanted him to stay. She flicked herblack tail.

    Cinderpelt grinned when Mistykit slid off. "Looks like I'm a toy instead of a dad..." he said before tunring towards Fleetfoot again. "I know... but I'll try to get back as soon as possible when I'm out hunting" he replied. He liked hunting, but now was just not the time. But he knew that she was right. How could she feed the kits if she didn't get food herself? "And it's my job to feed her now" he thought.

    Fleetfoot purred. "I am so glad to have you" she picked up Miistykit and plopped her on her back.

    Mistykit curled into a ball on Fleetfoot's back and fell asleep. She was tired from all that playing around.

    Fleetfoot was happy to have Mistykit on her back. How precious all the kits were.

    OOC: Yea! You arrived. but we can still rp here.



    IC: Fleetfoot turned to him. "let's go check on the kits"

    Mistykit was peacefully sleeping. She hadn't even noticed all the commotion.

    The tom rushed out of the den into the plains. He sniffed the air and crouched down. He stalked and jumped, ending up right on top of his prey which was a mouse. He killed it with a swift strike and buried it close to a hill. He repeated this another two times before returnign to the den. He placed the mouses close to his mate. "There... That wasn't too long, was it?" he saig with a big smile as he gave her a lick. The sleeping Mistykit warmed his heart, as did the other four. He laid back down and softly placed Jewkit under his pelt again so he'd be the only one to receive his heat. "He needs it the most..." he thought.