~~~Fawnclan~~~Needs Warriors Especially Toms!!!

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I'll remind you to post spy.
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Leopardtail leaped out of the bushes to land behind the first squirrel, and driving the second toward Player. She made a second leap after the squirrel and her paw snapped it's back as she landed.
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Stormkit looked meekly at Pumpkinpatch, and wondered what the yowls of pain were for when she felt a nudge at her side. She squealed and leaped away again, twisting to see no one there. (The yowls autocorrected to yodels like twice and it's a beautiful image to replace the screeches of pain with loud yodels that eminate across camp, cats wtf-ing all over the place.)
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Hollykit leaped at Adderkit, a play growl sounding from her.
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Crowkit's eyes widened as he saw Stormkit pushed by another force that he could not see. "The fiend strikes again! Whoever did it... They must be invisible!!!" He exclaimed in wonder. "We have to talk to Foxstar about this! The invisible cat could be a loner playing pranks, or even a PipeClan cat trying to make us think we're crazy!"

Player snatched up the squirrel that had darted his way. With a swift bite to the throat, it dangled limply from his mouth and was ready to be brought back to the clan. "We've gathered quite a bit of fresh kill. Perhaps its time we return to camp to feed the elders and queens."

"Just breath, Oakheart. The kits should be here soon." Lionpaw tried to comfort the queen, who was obviously in a lot of pain. Add the fact that this was her first kitting, she would need all the comfort and support that she could get.

Brick shuffled his paws uncomfortably as he sat outside of the nursery. How long will this take? I don't like hearing her in pain... But the medicine cats said I can't come in...

OOC: I think Oak might die

Lunashine padded over to Player and Lepardtail, setting down her moorhen."Let's go, then."

Oakheart wailed in pain, feeling herself growing weaker by the moment. Just when she thought she would give in, a large sack slithered onto the moss, writhing and wet.

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Oh no!
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Snowleopard nipped the sac, letting the kit wriggle free and breath. She quickly turned back to Oakheart, urging her to take the stick. "It will ease the pain. The raspberry leaves will take effect any moment and you will be in less pain as well."
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Leopardtail nodded, picking up her squirrel and leading the way back to camp. "Wet's see if Oakharp has any kits yeh," she pronounced around the squirrel."
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Stormkit hissed at the air that pushed her, then looked for Foxstar. "There he is! On top of the medicine den!"
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Foxstar listened to Oakheart, hoping she was alright and that the medicine cats would help her as much as she could. Hang in there Oakheart.
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Oakheart groaned, taking the stick in her weary jaws. She waited for Snowleopard to tell her when to push.

Lunashine nodded and picked her prey item up, waiting for Player to take the lead.

OOC: Nuuu!!! So sad for poor Brick!!! :(
Permission to name Brick after Oakheart when he gets his warrior name? (Like Oak-something, not actually naming him Oakheart).

Lionpaw looked at Oakheart, concerned. "Snowleopard... Is it just me, or does she seem a lot worse than Lunashine was? Is she going to be okay?" He whispered it to prevent the other queens from hearing what he had to say.

Brick flattened his ears at the pain-filled yowls and groans. He couldn't bare to listen to her in so much pain. If only there were something I could do to help her...

"Foxstar, Foxstar!" Crowkit called loudly from the ground. "Stormkit and I need your help!"

Player picked up his squirrel, and after gathering all of the other fresh kill that they had caught, he started walking back towards camp. "It was a good hunt today." He said, his voice muffled by the squirrel he was holding.

Pumpkinpatch looked worriedly at the birthing queen from the other side of the nursery. She might not be an expert like Snowleopard, but she could tell something was wrong. Oakheart better make it. If she doesn't... What will happen to Brick?

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Leopardtail padded through the entrance, dropping the prey she caught and listening to the cries. "Those don't sound good."
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"With hope, she will be fine." Snowleopard whispered back, feeling the kits inside wriggling, and nudged Oakheart. "Just hang in there Oakheart, keep it together for your kits. Hold on, focus on breathing, and push!" Please hang in there, the leaves will have taken effect by this next kit, and you will be able to recover and continue.
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Foxstar leaped down, trotting to the kits. "What's the matter?"
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"Someone invisible keeps pushing Stormkit!" Crowkit explained in a panicked tone. "We have no idea who it is!"

Lionpaw could hear the uncertainty in his mentor's voice, but he didn't question her. "Right..." It'll be fine... Unless it isn't. And from the amount of pain she's in... Lionpaw cut himself off, not wanting to finish the thought.

Pumpkinpatch's ears flattened as she watched what was going on. If Oakheart doesn't make it through the kitting, who will feed the kits? My kits are already weened, and Lunashine has too many...

OOC~ I think his name should be Talloak.

Oakheart whimpered weakly, her glazed eyes finding Snowleopard once again."Get Brick....." She whispered.

Yesh, yesh, I likes it!!!

IC: Lionpaw frowned at Oakheart's weak request. "I-I'll get him." He volunteered hesitantly before padding to the entrance of the nursery and poking his head out. "Brick... Oakheart wants to speak with you."

Brick's heart leaped as he heard Lionpaw call for him. He smiled jubilantly as he bounded into the nursery. Upon entering, however, his smile faded. "Oakheart? Are you okay? You look weak!" He raced to her side and gazed into her pain-glazed eyes. "What's wrong?"

Oakheart looked up at Brick."Look after....." she gasped as another spasm rippled her stomach,"our kits....." she finished. She licked his cheek softly, then her head dropped to the ground with a soft thud, and her eyes rolled in her skull.

Lunashine entered the camp and set her moorhen on the freshkill pile. Something was..... Off. It was too quiet. She darted to the nursery, poking her head in. It was already smelling like death. She recoiled, gasping.

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How many kits did Oakheart manage to have?
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Leopardtail followed behind, but stopped short when she smelled Oakheart's tainted scent. "Oh no."
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Snowleopard pressed her nose to Oakheart's cooling flank, a choked breath escaping her. "No." She pressed harder, mumbling at the queen to get up and breathe again.
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Foxstar sensed the horror and despair rising, and dashed past the kits, ignoring their cries of indignation as he raced to see what happened. "Starclan, please don't, not yet! Please don't do what I think happened!"
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Fawnstar looked down, waiting for the right time to get the beautiful queen. "Skipsong, let's go get her, she needs to get to Starclan safely. She of all needs a welcome."
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"Of course, Fawnstar." Skipsong dipped her head, then left to welcome Oakheart to StarClan.

"No..." Brick shook his head in disbelief. "Oakheart!" He wailed as he frantically covered Oakheart's face with loving licks in a futile attempt to revive her. Finally, he withdrew. "You can't... We were supposed to raise them together..." Brick couldn't stop staring at her now lifeless body.

Lionpaw licked one of the kits clean, then placed it in front of Brick. He looked awkwardly at the bloody nursery floor. "I'm sorry..." He muttered. This is the worst part of being a medicine cat... Death.

Player's ears flattened and he stared at the nursery. When he heard Brick wail Oakheart's name, he knew it was too late. He wanted to comfort his brother, but there was already a small crowd forming around the nursery.

OOC~ She managed to have two out of three.

IC~ Oakheart's spirit arose from her body. She nuzzled Brick's cheek, then looked around. Which StarClan warriors would come for her?

Lunashine looked around."Snowkit! Bluekit! Stormkit! Moonkit! Come here!" she called.

Bluekit came galumphing over to his mother."Mama, what's wrong with Oakheart? She was howling and howling..... And now she's quiet, and the camp smells strange."

"Greetings, Oakheart." Skipsong's spirit greeted as she came down and stood next to her. "I am here to guide you to StarClan."

Snowkit also bounded over to his mother, confused at what was going on. He flattened his ears as he looked at the nursery. The strange smell seemed to be coming from there. It smelled like Oakheart, but... Something was wrong with it.

"Sounds like Lunashine wants you. We'll have to investigate later." Crowkit said grudgingly.

Brick looked down at the two small kits, lost at what he should name them. Lost at how he was supposed to do this without Oakheart. When the kits were old enough to ask about their mother, what would he tell them?

OOC: What are the kits' names going to be?

Oakheart glanced back at Brick."I can't leave him..... He'd be so lost. Why did you call me now?"

OOC~ I think Silverkit and Thymekit

Lunashine looked around for Sunfeather.

Marmalade looked about the prison, lying on the cold hard floor.

Tiger lapped at her growing kittens, purring as they tussled about."Snipe, stop chewing on Rascal's tail! Daisy, don't treat Bear so harshly. And Fire, stop playing with your food. The Ancestors give it to us to eat, not to dishonor them."

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Fawnstar smiled gently as she appeared. "Try and make your spirit known to Brick, say your goodbyes."
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Snowleopard turned away from Oakheart and began to lick at the kits gently, trying to stir them. "You should have had a mother to feed from, and another littermate to play with. I'm sorry."
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OOC: Hey guys, remember that weird daydream Lunashine had about cutting Tiger open and the unborn kits falling out? (Side note that was creepy and weirdly wrong) What if we got the last kit that wasn't born in time out the same way?
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Foxstar leaped ahead of the crowd, a posture of dominance and strength. "Give the nursery space!"
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Stormkit trotted over to her mother, taking in the scent of Oakheart. She was about to ask what was wrong, but felt she shouldn't for some reason.
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Oakheart stood in front of her beloved mate. She nudged his cheek with her starry muzzle, wanting him to feel her presence.