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  • A small silver she-cat limped into the clan toward the other queens carrying a small white striped kitten halfway to the den she nearly fell catching herself hoping for help.

  • She leans down not able to walk any further and presses the kitten close to her licking it to make it breath looking scared and nervous.

  • *I set down the kitten in my mouth as it Runs to you and mews cuddling close to you purring I sit beside you and lick your head as i say softly* everything's going to be Okay.

  • In between licking the unmoving kit i mew "Shadowknight...shes not breathing..." Worry in her blue eyes she frantically licks the kitten.

  • *I say softly and calmly* Frostwind your Over Reacting Calm down *I lick the kitten softly across its chest as it begins to mew and cry Violently i sit back down and lick the back of my paw as i say calmly* I told you Frostwind Everything's Alright it just takes some time

  • *I mew softly and cuddle up close to you and our Kittens* Your very welcome Frostwind *I lick your cheek softly Purring*

  • I wince my injured paw swollen but even as the cold wind blows she twines her tail over the two small kits leaning into the dark tom.

  • *I sit in-front of you and look the kits over as i lick them softly* how about the little girls name is IceKit and The Little boys is SmokeKit? What do you think? *I nudge you softly*

  • *I lay down beside you and keep you Warm wrapping my soft tail around you As i lick your hurt paw softly* I'm sorry Frostwind

  • *I lick your paw softly* I guess your Right Frostwind *I lick your cheek softly purring blocking the Cold wind from hitting you or the kits*

  • Moonstream padded into camp, holding a trout in her jaws, shivering in the cold. She dropped her prey in the fresh kill pile, noticing two cats near the nursery. Moonstream stretched, shook out her wet fur some more, and padded twords the cats. She leans over the laying cats, blinking at them. "Is your paw okay?" She nudged Frostwind. "It's cold out here. Follow me to the medicine den." She meowed, looking down at the kits, then at the tom, Shadowknight. "Shadowknight, It would be best for you to take the kit's to the nursery. It will be the best for them, there." She added.

  • Frostwind looked shaky but was too desperate to refuse "My kits were barely breathing they were just born earlier..Shadowknight has no idea how to care for kits on his own." she mewed quickly trying to stay off her right paw "My name is Frostwind."