Posts by ListentotheLondonRain

Damon jumped up. "Hey, who wants to light some fireworks." He struck a match from the huge match box he pulled from his pocket. Sasha jumped and her Daemon, the lioness, growled at Damon. His Raccoon Dog Daemon growled back.

Kobe pounced on Ember, purring.

Sabe rolled her eyes. "Mama, can we go hunting?" She asked.

Maine purred. "Sure, Sabe. Layla, Ember? Would you like to come along?"

"I'm Damon." He nodded patiently. "And this is Deirec." He scratched the Raccoon Dog's ear.

"And I, last but not least, am Sasha. This is Nala but I call her Neru all the time."

Ooc: Lol not her mother :P

Ic: Mraitail waited anxiously, cowering under the gaze of the cats. She smiled slightly when the leader softened her gaze to her kit. "I- I'm just here to try and convince LovingPaw to come back. She's a valuable clanmate, and I want to make sure she knows that. She left at a really stressful time."

"Oh, and my name is Mraitail."

Ooc: Can Lovingpaw have heard that?

"Let's go, Cat!" Sabe purred.

Maine fell back with Layla, letting the kits run. "So will we be saying goodbye anytime soon?"

Ooc: Maine is secretly pregnant. But she has very long fur so it doesn't show very much. Which is one of the reason she was so tired that day.

Mraitail pawed at the ground. "Yeah, I know. I just hopes she knows how important she is to the clan."

Ooc: I'd like to play Bluekit? Is it a tom or she-cat and what do they look like?

Bluekit nuzzled their mother.

Ooc: And Mraitail went to 'fetch' her.

"Fireworks, anyone?" Damon spun the still lit match around with his fingers.

Ooc: Yay I was hoping she was like Bluestar!

Ic: Bluekit woke up too. "Dead?" She was quizzical.

"Great. I'll be right back." Damon returned shortly with Deirec and about 12 fireworks. "Who's going to help me light them?" He tossed the box of matches aside.

"What does dead mean?" Bluekit asked, since she was such a young kit.

"Father?" Bluekit whimpered.

"Don't burn yourself. Of course you wont since you love fire, Rowena, and you smoke, Alec, so whatever. It's not my problem." Damon shrugged. Nala growled at the fire. "Nala shush." Sasha silenced her.

He handed some matches to the two of them. "And when you light them you might want to run- or go bald. Oh, and light them far enough away." He walked about 30 feet away, onto a mound of dirt, and set the first, smallest one up.

"Don't be sad. Willowkit is happy up there and you have us.... You like us... right?" Bluekit murmured worriedly.

"Like I said- don't wait after you've lit them. They wont go automatically but hair is pretty- I don't like bald people." Damon stressed the word 'pretty,' making himself sound homosexual. He struck another match and lit one of them then back up the 30 feet to the group.

When Bluekit was comforted by her parents, she purred which sounded funny as an hour old kit. "That's nice." She yawned, but fought to stay awake.

"Don't be mad a Brokenpaw.... He didn't...." She yawned and put her head down. "He didn't mean it. And he loves her. That's why he...." Bluekit fell asleep.

"Lots more." He laid the fireworks out. There were eight left.

"Don't light yourself please." Damon strained a smile, noticing Amber was not exactly a natural pyro like himself, Rowena, and possibly Alec.

Seeing that her father was mad, Bluekit struggled her way to Willowkit and licked her. "Wake up, sister. Please? You're making father cry. You don't have to be dead. Ask someone up there to let you come back." She kept licking her, trying to warm her up.