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Post by Silky on Jul 11, 2009 13:54:25 GMT -5
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kit;; morningcloud the mother
words;; 193
notes;; so many babies 
music;; Holiday -- Dizzee Rascal
Oh, the pain shot through the she-cat like wildfire. Her first born was coming. Morningcloud pushed as hard as she could, shouting for Ashenanarchy and Shadestar - the father's of her kits. Pushing as hard she could, she yowled loudly, and the first kit was born. She was a tiny black thing, just like Shadestar. "Sablekit..." She mewled gently.
Another wave of pain shot through the ess. Something was wrong, this kit came out with ease, but he did not move. Morningcloud knew it had to happen. Starclan had cursed her kits for mating with Ashenanarchy.
The next kit was just as easy, and he slid out with so much ease. Thank Starclan, another black tom. He was big and bulky like his father. "Nightkit." She purred, pushing him towards her stomach.
Another wave of pain rippled the she-cat's body, and the final kit was born. A beautiful little siamese. She knew she oculd blame the siamese on her grandsire - Ashface - one of the elders. He was a siamese. "Cherishkit." Morningcloud remembered her good friend, and decided she would be Cherishkit in her memory.
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Post by Twilight on Jul 11, 2009 14:15:19 GMT -5
[[...Did I ever claoim one of these? I wanted one, but I can't remember if I claimed one or not... If at all possible, I would like Cherishkit, seeing as I already have a cat with the beginning of Night. If have to, I'll take Nightkit.]]
Kitten: Ashenanarchy the Father
Words: 150. Sorry. REally bad writer's block right now...
Notes: Oh...
Ashenanarchy heard his forbidden mate's cries, and quickly ran to his den and grabbed the herbs he needed. His siamese pelt was a bit of a blur as he rushed to his mate's side. By the time he got there, all the kits were born. Only one had died...So far... He gave his mate the borage, and went to check on the kits. The one that was dead he wasn't sure what color it was. The two black kits looked like Shadestar, which was a good thing. The other one looked like a siamese, more like himself than Shadestar, but that could easily be passed off for Morningcloud's grandsire.
He looked at Morningcloud with his ice blue eyes and smiled. Shadestar was not here yet, but he still had to hold back his wonderment at being a father. "They look strong an healthy, Morningcloud. Names?"
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