Duskclan-needs warriors,med. cat, deputy, and apprentices!!!!!!!!!!!!

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    Soulpaw watched her leave. He followed his brother out.


    Sunstar was up in her den crying in her paws. Death was her only fear. "that's going to be me one day. Except I won't die from kitting." she mewed in her paws.

    ooc: Flowerpelt is having her kits now just to let you know.


    Flowerpelt felt the kits coming " The kits are coming!" she yowled in pain.

    Soulpaw turned back towrge the nursery. "more kits! duskpaw hold up" he mewed as he padded to the nursery. Duskpaw turned around and fallowed hs brother.


    Sunstar's ears perked up. "More kits. "She mewed. Stood up and padded down to the nusery.

    Soulpaw psuhed a twig to her. "chew it?" he mewed. he was unsere and didn't know what to do. Duskpaw hid his strange colored eye's. Sunstar padded in. She knew the pain the queen felt.

    Flowerpelt nodded. She remembered her mate, she wished he was here.


    ooc: do you want me to make forms and does anyone want to play a kit?

    Goldenpaw slipped into the den. She curled up beside Sunstar comfortingly. "Zebrastripe wouldn't want us to mourn" she whispered. "She was a brave warrior and loving queen. She will be missed but she would want us to move on, help her kits and Liontail, and be strong for the clan" she whispered.

    Sunstar looked at her apprentice. "do you know how many lives I have?" she asked. She hoped that she said nine and not five.

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    ooc:


    Name: Quietkit
    Gender: she
    Looks: Grey with white paws
    Age: newborn
    Rank: kit
    Clan: Duskclan
    Crush: none
    Mate: none
    Kits: none
    Personality: Swift, Kind, Quiet, Shy
    Other: very good hearing.
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    A pain went through and she broke the twig. Then a two kits fell onto the moss.


    ooc: one of these two kits die.

    Flowerpelt nipped the sacks and licked the kits. She kept licking one that's breathing was shallowly stopping. The other was suckling.

    Sunstar closed her eye's "close I have five left." she mewed. she looked at the kit's "flowerpelt im so sorry." she mewed.