Larkwing nodded to her friend. She watched as the fight went on and saw as Silverwing lived. She breathed a sigh of relief. Hopefully, everything would be ok.
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Larkwing ran to Silverwings' side. " Silverwing, Silverwing please wake up! Think of your kits. You have to stay here, they need to know who you are. They need to remember you. I can't do that all by myself!" Larkwing cried, tears streaming down her face.
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Larkwing looked at Silverwing. " Silverwing! You are ok." She cried with joy.
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Larkwing moved closer to Silverwing, to support her in case she tried to stand again. " They are fine." She meowed. " I'm just glad you are ok."
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" Your welcome." Larkwing said, licking Silverwing on the top of her head. " I had better be getting back to them, now. Do you want me to get Coldgaze?" She asked her friend.
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Larkwing nodded and backed out of the den. She looked around the camp, trying to see if Coldgaze was somewhere around.
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Larkwing padded towards the nursery before seeing Silverwing crawling over there herself. Running over, she pushed Silverwing up and helped support her. " Let me help. It will be quicker and easier." She meowed to Silverwing as she lead her to the nursery.
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I Would like to join Skyclan. Here is my cat's bio~
Name: Streamheart
Clan: Skyclan
Looks: Streamheart is all black with a blue/grey chest and dark brown eyes.
Personality: She is a quiet she-cat, but is quick to attack. She acts and then thinks.
Rank: Queen
Gender: She-catName: Leapkit/paw/spirit
Clan: Skyclan
Looks: Leapkit is a white and grey tabby tom with green eyes.
Personality: Loud and boastful, but can be kind at times.
Rank: Kit
Gender: TomName: Lakekit/paw/berry
Clan: Skyclan
Looks: Lakekit is a pretty, small blue-grey tabby she-cat with a small patch of black on her tail
Personality: She is all for adventures and having fun. She likes to make people laugh but knows when to be serious.
Rank: Kit
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Larkwing watched all that was going on from her nest. What in Starclan's name is happening? She thought, awed. When Ravenstar said Tattoo, she asked, " What, are you thinking that this is Tattoo?"
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Larkwing raised her head from her paws. Her kits would be waking up soon and it was about time that they opened their eyes. She listened to everything that was said. " Maybe this is a sign from Starclan." She suggested.
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Larkwing looked at Ravenstar closely. " Have you had a dream or anythhing from Starclan? Because this could be something like history repeating itself." She meowed. She could just think of all the bad and good things Starclan was trying to say through this kit.
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Larkwing thought for a moment. " There could be a meaning in that. Like something special will happen to the two of you. Or that Ravenclans moused brain leader is going to spend all day in here." She said with a small laugh.
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" It could be true! Besides, you probably have better things to do then hang out in the nursery with a bunch of boring queens and their kits." She replied sarcastically.
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Dovecall padded from her den as she scented a new cat. I better be out here just to be safe. She thought. She went and sat close to the fresh kill pile.
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Heather woken up from her sleep. She looked around wondering what was happening. When she saw Grassflame playing with his kits, she made sure that her kits were till ok. She didn't want them in with all that bustle. Especially since the older kits might play rougher. She turned to Grassflame. " Umm.. Grassflame, I was wondering about being here and with my kits here and all. But to cut to the point, would it be ok if I just became part of the clan? I know my kits would grow up here and if I took them away from what they knew it could do something to then." Heather meowed, hesitantly.
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Heather nodded at Willowbreeze as she looked in. Then she turned to Breakingkit. " It's ok, Breakingkit. You ok." She meowed soothingly as she licked her oldest kits' head. After, she gave her other two kits, Dustkit and Galekit, licks too.
Galekit raised her head at her mothers' tongue. She meowed softly, before kneading her mothers' stomach.
( Are the kits' double time?)
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ooc: Ok. Then Galekit, Dustkit, and Breakingkit are almost old enough to open their eyes and talk a little.
ic: Heather looked at Grassflame gratefully. " Thank you. This means so much to me. And to my kits." She meowed, licking all three of them a bit. " I noticed that all the cats, including my kits, have two part names. Am I going to get one?" She asked, looking at Grassflame.
Galekit woke up as her mother licked her. She want to open her eyes, just she was worried that there would be to much to see. She turned her head to the other cat in the den ( Grassflame) and meowed loudly.
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Dovecall looked at the new cat. She walked up to Maddie and sat down a few mouse tails in front of her. " Hi. I'm Dovecall, the medicine cat of Leafclan. I help make cats feel better and cure them of sickness. So do you have any wounds or are sick?" She asked calmly.
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Larkwing looked at the two cats. Their is definitly something weird. She thought. Then an idea came to her. " Hey Ravenstar! I thought about you and Ravenkit." She meowed excitedly, even though it was a bit sad and worried in the nursery. " I might have an answer to you and Ravenkit, but it is just a guess."
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Heather looked at Breakingkit and laughed. " Yes, young one. This is Grassflame and I am Heather." She meowed soothingly. She licked her kits' head.
Galekit heard her sister. I wonder what she looks Like? she thought. Finally, she decided it was time to open her eyes. She opened them slowly and looked around the nursery, seeing a big tom, a smaller she-cat, and her brother and sister. Her gaze lingered on the tom. " Gwassfwame?" She asked slightly before turning to her mother. " Mowther?" She asked, smelling the milky scent on Heather. She looked at Breakingkit lastly, wondering what her name was.