"Oh, there you are Shineheart! I need you for my patrols! We're about to leave, so let's go." Shineheart knew soon she would have to give up patrols, and become a queen. It was only a matter of time, before her stomach was swollen. Shineheart just nodded and ran back out the entrance of camp.
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((Yeah. Probably up to her labor or something like that, or the next time they see each other again))
Shineheart looked longingly at Shadowclan territory as they were passing. Then she remembered, I hope he covered his scent!.
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((Let's do when they see each other next, her belly will be swollen by then.))
3 moons later
Shineheart padded towards their usual meeting place. Hoping she'd be there first, because someone could've already seen him. She struggled with walking over her extremely swollen stomach.
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"I missed you, too, my love. And yes they're coming along, great. The medicine cat says it doesn't look like the usual, 2 kits, she said 3." Shineheart didn't know if he wanted more or wanted less.
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"Um, I'm a little nervous, but I'm also excited. They're going to be beautiful." Shineheart looked into his deep eyes. "Cats have been asking me who the father is....I've just been giving them hints I guess. Or I told them I don't want anyone to know, but that makes them more suspicious."
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"They're coming in a day or two. I wish you could be there. Once they're born I will bring them, next meeting. Who knows maybe we will have more kits." Shineheart licked him back.
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"They may not know, but they will still have an unbreakable bond with you. You may see them at gatherings sometimes, too." Shineheart tried to think of another solution.
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"Or if you'd like I could tell them, but not until they're at least apprentices. Then I could take them with me sometimes, when we meet." Shineheart tried to sound practical.
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"Oh. I'm sorry...I don't even have a mate, if that makes you feel any better. Hey, at least Starclan will treat her well. And there's plenty more she-cats to go around." Sagepaw tried to make him feel better, but he knew a tom could only have one mate.
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Shineheart purred in acknowledgement. She licked his forehead, and she suddenly felt this deep pain in her stomach. She started screeching. "I think they're coming. I need to get back to camp." she looked into his eyes, and she wanted to stay, but those kits were coming, and she needed them out.
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Silverflower began to be worried. "Darkclaw!? Darkclaw, I don't like these kind of jokes. It's NOT funny!" Silverflower was convinced it was a joke until she got pulled under, too.
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"No, Shadowspirit. You CANNOT come into my camp! I will have them right here if I must. They will KILL you!" Shineheart willed him to stop.
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"I want you to be by my side." Shineheart got what she wished for. She smiled for a moment, but then the pain came back. Shineheart collapsed on the ground, but came back a moment later. And she started pushing.
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Finally, the first kit was born. "I want you to name it," she was barely able to say. She was interrupted by by another round of pushing. The first kit was mewling and squirming on the ground. It was a blue-gray she-cat, with gray eyes.
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"Sounds, UGH, just about, UGH, perfect..." she said over her pushing noises. Then out came another jet black tabby tom with bright yellow eyes, but just like the medicine cat predicted, she wasn't done yet. "Name this one, too."
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"UGH, thank you. And yes, Nightkit fits." Shineheart screeched one more time and her last kit popped out. It was a blonde tom with coppery eyes, and a little tuft of hair in between his ears, that will never go away. "They're beautiful." Shineheart watched all of them in admiration. She licked the last kit. and said, "Let's name him together."
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((How about I'll RP the last kit, you can RP the other two?))
"Um, do you like the name Desertkit?" she thought name was best, because the color of his fur was the color of the hot desert sands.
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A tear shed from her eyes. She didn't want to leave, and she believed she never would. She nuzzled him, and touched noses with all her kits. The sun peeked out of the horizon, and for the first time that she was with Shadowspirit, she ignored it and stayed.
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Desertkit tipped his head up at his very first sunrise, he couldn't see because his eyes were closed but he could feel the warmth.
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Sagepaw began skipping along after Greywhisker. "Did you guys have any kits?" Sagepaw wondered.
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Silverflower realized Darkclaw was just hunting. "I got worried about you!"