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IC: She backed up more, and sat down about a tail-length away from him. "There's something wrong. Tell me."
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IC: She backed up more, and sat down about a tail-length away from him. "There's something wrong. Tell me."
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IC: "I told you about my father. He murdered my mother in front of my own eyes, then turned on me. I ran from him my entire life! What could be more painful than that?" She looked grief stricken and wondered what could have happened. She sat and looked at him, trying to decide what to do.
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IC: Sugarpelt was upset when he didn't find any and went back to the camp with his tail drooping.
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IC: Carnivalpelt? Carnivalpool?
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IC: Lynxstar looked at him, pity in her eyes. "That's horrible..." She whispered. She then thought. "Was your mate strong? Was there a problem when birthing the kits? If one of them was upside down in her womb then she could have died as a result. If that happens, I know what to do. I can turn kits around. I used to be a medicine cat apprentice, so I know how to help a Queen birthing her litter. Anyway, Shadowstar, how often does that happen to a queen? When I was briefly in a clan, no queens had troubles birthing and many had litters. We would be fine." Lynxstar looked at Shadowstar. She wondered if he realized how much he would break her heart if he refused to ever have kits. The fierce love of a mother protecting her kits... That's how much she loved him. Would she ever get to feel that love toward a kit?
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IC: "What sort of a mother would do that? Then again, mine didn't stick around for long either." The rouge looked mournfully at her paws as she recalled how her mother had left her.
"I had just been born, but there was no pleasure and happiness in my mother's eyes. All I remember is my mother's horror stricken face, when she realized that she had given birth. The shock of it, and the realization, slowly dawned on her. I remember my father lashing out at her mother. Claws scraped her pelt as she was weakened by giving birth, and unable to defend herself. My tiny paws kneaded at her stomach, begging for some milk, but she was slowly dying, the life being drained from her from my bloodthirsty father. I had watched, horrified as my father murdered the cat I had came into this world by. My umbilical cord was still attached, for Starclan's sake! He murdered her and it was my fault. I never should have been born. My father wasn't even mates with my mother when they mated. He wasn't planning on being her mate, either. Then, after ha had murdered, her, he turned on me. I was weak and helpless, and even though I was a kit I ran like lightning. I escaped down a hole and waited for the bloodthirsty panting of that evil cat to die away, like he expected me to do. Finally, I ran off and found a mother fox, her cubs weakened and dying. I suckled at her belly, and with my ginger pelt I soon was treated like her own cub. I survived, but was pursued by my father until he was killed by a fox."
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IC: "It's all right." Lynxstar pitied his terrified face, and licked his shaking pelt. She lay down beside him again. "It's all right." She repeated softer, and saw him calm down a bit more. She shared his sadness and mourned with him, but she knew he had to get over it. Mourning would only get in the way of their love.
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IC: "Couldn't find any cupcakes." Was all Sugarpelt said. He then mewed; "At least I have myself!" He ripped into his cupcake body and began to chew, wincing at the pain. He ripped off some more, then yowled with pain.
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IC: "Yeah." She mewed miserably. "What did your mom do?"
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IC: "Do you feel..." She had to find the right words. She was still thinking of how to tell him he had to let it go.
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IC: Sugarpelt brightened up and mewed; "That's great!" He bounded over and grabbed a cupcake, devouring it in a single bite.
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IC: "Hmmm." Flamingeye mewed. A nearby bade of grass flamed up and Flamingeye pounced on it, muscles rippling under her ginger pelt. It sputtered out and she looked up with satisfaction. She looked at Oliver and purred warmly.
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IC:"Shadow, you've got to let what happened go. I know it's hard, but if you're going to be my mate you have to realize that mourning cannot help now. If we are to move on with our love from love to being mates, we have to let the past go and think about the future. Yo can't look with worry on every litter of kittens we have, fearing they will die. I know some will but most won't. Please, Shadow. Let it go."
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IC: "Were they mates?"
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IC: Lynxstar purred at him; "Well then... will you father my kits?"
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IC: His eyes glimmered with laughter as well, though he didn't laugh.
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IC: Sugarpelt smiled and flew off to poop out another rainbow.
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IC: Flamingeye looked around and saw the other cats. "Who are they?" She asked.
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IC: The rouge wrinkled her nose as the smell of fox wafted past her nose. "That's even worse than Riverclan scent." She hissed.
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IC: Lynxclaw watched with pleasure the ceremony.