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Ingrid swallowed the lump in her throat, though she nodded nonetheless. "But birthing is unpredictable, it could go either way." She said, though grateful for Loki's reassuring words. She sighed and sat down, her gaze glued to the soon to be mother.

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Herd Mare - 6 years - Egyptian Arabian - 5 foals
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Herd Mare - 5 years - Akhal Teke - 3 foals
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Owl was shocked by her reply at first, but relaxed at her smile and returned it. He was uneasy about the whole ordeal but with Scarlet's seemingly relaxed demeanor about the situation set him at ease.

//Owl and scarlet would be cute

Ingrid felt the pit in her stomach grow as the pregnant vixen went into labor. "Scarlet, where's that stick?" She shouted, her muscles suddenly taking action and her unease vanishing. It seemed as if all the nerves had been washed away and Ingrid had pulled through. "Lay down, it's gonna hurt but it'll be over before you know it." She assured the vixen with a soft smile.

Owl gulped at the scene in front of him, shaking in his fur. His amber eyes had widen and resembled that of an actual owl's. Oh the irony. He scooted back a few steps, his black paws shaking.

Ingrid watched Cassie with worry, her tail tucked in unease. "It's almost over." She reassured the vixen. Though Ingrid was nothing short of horrified, her voice held steady and firm.

Owl kept him gaze anywhere but the kitting vixen. His tummy did flips as he fought the urge to run away. He shut his eyes tightly and curled his fluffy tail around his paws.

"Y-yeah of course I'm okay!" He huffed, narrowing his eyes and trying to act tough, but his shaking physique betrayed his façade. "Just a little nervous is all." He assured his, blinking his yellow hues and taking a deep breath, feeling comfort in her familiar presence.

Ingrid took a deep breath as she waited for the next kit. Her eyes locked momentarily with Loki's, and it almost gave her a confidence boost. Her fur flattened a bit and she blinked away most of the worry, though a pit of fear still resided in her stomach.

Ingrid smiled, her worry vanishing. She let out a relieved sigh, as nothing bad had happened. However her joy was short lived as an all too familiar reynard stepped out of the bushes. "Tranquil." She said venomously, her bi colored eyes narrowing. Her fur fluffed up, and she took a cautious step in front the newborns, as if th slightest movement would set him off.

Owl nearly jumped out of his pelt, a yelp of surprise escaping his maw. His eyes widened in fear, but he prevented himself from shaking. He couldn't look weak.

Ingrid watched them go, her paws itching to chase after them. But she knew she had to stay behind and ensure the safety of Cassie and her other kits. "Owl, I want you to go as well," she said, her bi colored eyes flickering to the red Reynard. He gulped at her words but nodded nonetheless and took off. Though Owl lacked brute strength, he was rather fast.

Owl sped up, his long limbs propelling him through the trees. Owl could feel his engergy slowly disappearing, but he kept on. He tripped on a few limbs and had rolled to the side, but after a quick shake of his fur he was on Tranquil's path again.

Ingrid looked at Cassie with sympathy. "You are not a horrible mother, Cassie, there was nothing that could be done. I promise, Loki and the others will get your kit back here safely." She assured the new mother, pressing her nose against the vixen's shoulder as a way of expressing her concern. The brown and blue of Ingrd's eyes settled back onto the forest. She was mentally rooting for the leash she belonged to, and couldn't help the pit of fear burrowing in her stomach.

Me too :((

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two worlds...one family
Ingrid purred in contempt as her two legs scratched her ears. She spoke in foreign tongues Ingrid did not understand, but her tone was gentle and kindly. Though her family was not blood related to her, and did not even share the same species, she loved them all the same. The sliding back door was opening before Ingrid's eyes, and the silver dappled cat bounded out into her backyard joyfully. She leapt up upon the top of the high fence, her blue collar's bell jingling as she did so. Her kittypet nose wasn't the keenest, and she would have missed the approaching cat if she hadn't heard his thunderous pawsteps. "Hey!" She called out with an inquistitve tone.

OOC: GIUUUUUUSSSS IM SO HAPPY FOR THIS THRREAD TO BE ALIVE AGAIN

IC:
Ingrid eyed the newcomer carefully, her chocolate brown and blue optics shifting toward the others for a moment, before snapping back to Hatchet. "I'm Ingrid." She introduced herself politely, though her gaze was still weary, yet curious and interested. Lowering her bum to the ground, she groomed her white and silver marbled fur with care, paying special attention to the stubborn furs that wouldn't lie flat.

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Owl still slept soundly, his fluffy tail curled over his nose and sheilding the morning's sunlight from his eyes. Soft snores escaped his nose as he exhaled, stomach rising and falling to the pattern.

OOC: Hi! Its so great to be back

IC: Ingrid watched Hatchet with both caution and interest. It wasn't every day a fox came looking for a group to join. Her gaze them swept over everyone else, and her heart filled woth indescribable joy. Oh how lucky she was, to find such amazing friends.

Owl groaned, using his himd leg to gently kick Scarlett side playfully. "Just a little longer." He whined, eyes still firmly shut in a stubborn attempt to earn a few more moments of sleep.

"Yea it has. After Tranquil, i dont blame anyone here for being a little uneasy. I'll keep my eye on him, but i feel he is no threat." She murmered, meeting his gaze. She didn't imagine their group growing much at all, she figured most would eventually leave any find a mate, have kits, and find their own way. That wasn't the case, it was as if the group was bound by an imaginative string of companionship.

Owl sat, dumbfounded, cheeks burning in embarrasment. The young fox was still pretty oblivious when it came to feelings, but it hit him like a brick. He shook it off, figuring it didnt mean much and exited the den. "Who's gonna tell who what?" He inquired woth a curious browm gaze as he picked up a bit of Risk amd Scarlett's conversation.

"Oh." Owl said, sounding somewhat dissapointed. He felt his heart drop, and he couldn't help but send a small glare Hatchet's way.

Ingrid caught up to Loki with a smile. "Can i hunt with you? Its been a while since i've been out of the camp."
//low muse

"The stream sounds perfect." Ingrid hummed. She blinked her bi colored eyes and began leading the way, keeping a steady pace to admire the scenery. It never ceased to take her breath away.

Owl perked up. "Yeah! We can talk later," he gave Scarlet a lop sided grin, but couldnt fight the flare of jealousy in his chest.

Wowowoowowow i totally forgot about this

"Maybe," Ingrid mused with a head quirk, eyes glittering in both amuesment and mischeif. Her petite paws narrowly evaded twigs and holes. The little sunlight cascading through the tree leaves dotted her pelt, making it look like bright spots decorated her already silver and white marbled fur.

Owl hadn't noticed Risk, his gaze locked on Hatchet with one of jealousy, until her wing wrapped firmly over his back. "She shouldn't be talking with him." He growled, his gaze never leaving Hatchet's physique. "He could hurt her! He could be bad news!" He barked, his gaze pleading with Risk's, desperate for someome to agree with him. His gaze softened as they drifted over to Scarlet.

Wips

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Ingrid nodded, oblivious to Loki's predicament. "Be exceptionally quiet." She murmered lowly, though mostly to herself. She lowered her belly toward the ground and moved forward in swift and silent motions, nimbly dodging anything that might cause noise.

"Fine." Owl growled, gritting his teeth. He curled his tail around his paws and stared after Hatchet with a gaze of both jealousy and distaste.