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Post by Flourishingstar on Oct 22, 2007 19:15:13 GMT -5
Butterflywing's flank heaved with labor as the crisp night air filled the hidden cavern. The queen's nostrils flared as she inhaled the air sharply. "Shadewalker...They're coming..." She warned her mate, pushing him awake. "Go get Winterwing...Thundermask...Watchingstare...Risingwinds...Fatalblow...and Gorsevine..." She urged her mate, cringing with each word she spoke. She needed her best friend and kits here, as well as the medicine cat. She was about to deliver yet another litter of kits.
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Post by Frighteh on Oct 23, 2007 6:46:50 GMT -5
Visions of the last pregenancy Butterflywing had just barely survived flew through his head. He licked her head gently before rushing into the warrior's den. "Fatalblow, Rirsingwinds, Gorsevine, thundermask! Butterflywing is having her second litter now!" He left knowing his caterwauling would've woken up every cat including the ones he'd called for.
"Winterwing! Watchingstare!" He called into the dark Medicine Cat den. "Butterflywing's about to give birth!" Winterwing quickly filed out.
"Watchingstar,e hurry! You'll need this for your training!"
Fatalblow sighed. "Another litter... Should've expected it since we were such terrible kits." She stood up and shook her body fiercely to rid it of the scraps of leaves. She slunk out into the moonlight and stretched. "Shadewalker," she called and her father stopped to look at her. "how many do you tihnk?" Shadewalker shurgged weakly.
"I hope not six again," he answered honestly. Fatalblow smiled grimly before trotting after her father. SHe stood outside the nursery, not wanting to be suffocated in the emotional air inside. Winteriwng brushed past her in a hurried pace and Fatalblow gnashed her teeth.
OOC: EDit later
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Post by Flourishingstar on Oct 24, 2007 23:24:32 GMT -5
Gorsevine grudgingly got up, groaning slightly as he did so. "Come on, brother, cheer up. Aren't in the least bit excited? Can't you find a place in your stone of a heart to be happy for the cat who gave you the menacing life you now lead? You're forgetting, she's still you're mother, even though you're all grown up." Risingwinds mewed darkly to his brother, giving him one last glance before dashing towards the nursery. Gorsevine growled, why did his brother now think it was ok to talk to him? He stalked towards the nursery, and to his delight, his love was standing outside. She would understand. After they had a shake up in apprentice days with Tazettapaw, they had worked it out, and Gorsevine had promised not to kill without warning her and getting her opinion on it first. The calico tom licked his mate's fur, grooming it down where she had been recently sleeping.
Watchingstare was very fast, not only was this her first kit delivery, it was her future siblings she would be helping. The she-cat ran faster than ever before attempted, her herbs hanging limply in her mouth, the aroma filling her nostrils. Once she entered the den, she sat beside her mother, licking her head softly. She would normally file Risingpaw and Thundermask out, as it was normal for only the mate of the queen to be in the nursery while she was delivering kits. But since Butterflywing was the only queen at the time, Watchingstare did not refuse the two. She gave her mother some pain-killers, the most basic, poppyseed. "Here, Mom, eat these..." She coaxed, pushing the herbs toward her mother.
Butterflywing began to sweat unde rher fur ever so lightly. "Shadewalker..." She murmered, closing her eyes and swallowing the poppy seeds. She started to pant, and a small kit began pushing it's way into the world. There was a sharp gasp from Watchingstare, and Butterflywing almost jumped up. "It's...Winterwing! It's coming out feet first!" The medicine cat apprentice mewed loud enough for the den to hear. Every cat knew a kit coming out the wrong way could be fatal for the kit, and depending on loss of blood, the mother.
Risingwinds was beside Shadewalker, helping him groom his mother. Risingwinds had turned out very muscular, and was a strong young warrior. He held no battle scars other than a permanant one across his leg, given to him by Gorsevine. The tom was in frantic, but trying to stay calm for Butterflywing and himself. He was laying on his stomach soon enough, and whispering into Butterflywing's ear. "Mom...Whatever happens, I'll always be your kit, and even if you..." He trailed off, but brought his voice back. "Even if you join Starclan, I'll always be here for you. I love you, Mommy." He mewed, a single tear streaking down his face.
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Post by Frighteh on Oct 25, 2007 6:35:56 GMT -5
Winterwing cursed loudly. "There's nothing we can do to switch it around. It's come out too far!" She murmured to her apprentice. "We must hope for the best. Pray, Watchingstare, pray as you have never prayed before." Winterwing's eyes flashed as she she tried to help the kit come out as painlessly as possible. StarClan guide this kit into the world while still having its mother live!
Shadewalker held his breath. "What's happening?" he asked hurriedly, glancing at his sister and son. "Something's not right!" He trembled before he licked his mate's face and head gently.
Thundermask winced. "Butteflywing, dear, be strong. Be strong... And don't you dare leave me!" She added quickly. "I, along with the rest of the clan, couldn't live without you here with us."
Fatalblow angled her ears towards the nusery and heard frantic meowing. She couldn't make out what they were saying, but something wasn't right. "Something's not going right," Fatalblow meowed softly. She pulled away fromg Gorsevine's attention to peek her head in.
"...even if the kit comes out feet first, there's a chance of Butterflywing living," Fatalblow heard Winterwing tell Watchingstare. Fatalblow backed out of the nursery again and shook her head.
"I think this litter will end up being like us... Messed up and confusing."
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Post by Flourishingstar on Oct 28, 2007 17:34:32 GMT -5
Watchingstare took a deep breath, holding back tears. She was strong, and needed to stay that way, for her family, and for herself. Starclan lead my little kit of a sibling into this world unharmed, with no defects of it's birth. And let my mother live, she's not ready to join you yet. The medicine cat apprentice prayed. She then looked up. "Mom..I want you to push, as hard as you can, ok?" Watchingstare mewed. She knew that there was no sense in prolonging it. It would just be more painful the longer the kit stayed in it's posistion. Either the kit would live, and so would her mother, or one would die.
Risingwinds looked up. "Butterflywing, Mom, I love you." He murmered before pushing closer to Shadewalker and holding his breath, awaiting the birth.
Butterflywing pushed harder than she ever had with her other kits, and there was a faint mew as the kit crawled to her stomach. Butterflywing was still bleeding, but not because of the kit. Another was on it's way. Butterflywing took a deep breath, and heard Watchingstare and the rest of the cats in the nursery cheer.
"Mom! You did it! Two healthy kits! We made it through." Risingwinds mewed, his face showing joy beyond compare. He nuzzled her, then licked his new brother and sister.
"A boy and a girl. The girl was your first. She seems fine. A bit smaller than normal, but there doesn't seem to be any problems that can't be solved." Purred Watchingstare, examining her siblings. "Are you alright, mom?" There was a nod from Butterflywing, and she put her head on Shadewalker's flank, letting a soft smile cross her face. "Mistkit.." She mewed, flcking her tail towards the girl. "You can name the other." Butterflywing purred, exhausted.
Gorsevine growled as cheering emerged. "Dammit!" He snarled. Even more kits to put up with. "I'm not training any of those furballs." He growled defiantly.
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Post by Frighteh on Oct 28, 2007 19:50:16 GMT -5
OOC: Hmmmm... I ish plotting. And instead of Greedkit, I think I'll go with Possessivekit.
IC: Winterwing deflated with relief. "You did extremely well, Butterflywing," Winterwing told her softly. "Another litter, though, and I think you'll be spent," the medicine cat warned.
Shadewalker felt the tension leave his body. His mate was done with pain for a little bit. Butterflywing just need some rest. He gazed lovingly at his two new kits and thingyed his head. Something dark swam over his eyes and he inhaled deeply. "Possessivekit," he murmrued absently. Shaking his head, he narrowed his eyes. "What did I just say?" he asked. Worry struck him in the gut and he wondered what had happened.
"Possessivekit," Thundermask added helpfully. She looked at her brother with fear and shared an upset look with Butterflywing. "I think...it fits," she said awkwardly. Possessivekit had gently pushed his sister out of the way to suckle at his mother's belly.
Fatalblow curled her lip in disgust. "Lovely," she muttered under her breath. Shaking her head, she barged into the nursery and gazed at the two new kits. One was a female and the other was a male. Her gaze lingered on the male before she forced herself to back up. "Guess we'll have to wait to congratulate them," she snapped sarcastically. Standing up, she lashed her tail befor stalking over to a shaded area next to the nursery with full view of the whole camp.
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Post by Flourishingstar on Oct 30, 2007 20:59:01 GMT -5
Gorsevine did the same, peaking in. He then cursed to himself as he saw the she-cat, so calm, so much like Tazettapaw, without the bounciness. She was a soft gray, but her fur had some blu tints in it. She was longhaired, and had stunning blue eyes. On her forehead a white star was clearly visible. Starclan's mark. I'll have to watch out for her. He thought to himself, knowing that more than likely, she would have something to do with it if he ever had a downfall. "That one must be Mistkit." He mewed to himself before looking over the other. This one had a dark aura, and Gorsevine smiled to himself. "Maybe my mother and father didn't do so bad in having more kits. Possesivekit will be trained by me, and no other, to be my apprentice and follower. My deputy to one day swarm the depths of Hellclan." He mewed, and smiled malevolently to himself. This was the break he needed.
Butterflywing looked upset. "Honey...Possesivekit? It sounds so....So evil." She mewed, hurt in her voice. How could the kits own father think he was some kind of future murder? She gave him a look of greif, but choked out more words. "It's your choice. Name him as you please. What's in a name? That by which you call a rose would by any other name smell as sweet." She quoted before licking both of her kits. Her spirits were somewhat higher as she exited the nursery, carefully holding Mistkit while Shadewalker carried Possesivekit. The clan seemed to have gathered in the dawn light, and beaming faces were all around them. "What's their names?" One warrior called, "When were they born?" Asked a gruff-looking apprentice. Butterflywing hushed them with a flick of her tail. "Cats of Airclan, I am proud to announce my second litter. My first born gave me quite a fright, but things turned out all right. Mistkit, my little girl." She mewed, setting the she-kit in he dawn light, the streaks of sunlight poured through the trees and onto her star, as white as freshly fallen snow on the forest floor. She then left her kit in the beam of sunlight as she awaited Shadewalker to set down Possesivekit, and announce his name and such. Afterwards, he would be set beside mistkit in the light. More than likely, there would be a roar of applause.
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Post by Frighteh on Nov 1, 2007 13:39:13 GMT -5
Shadewalker flattened his ears to his head. "It came out, I don't know what happened," he murmured. He shut his mouth quickly and avoided the eyes of his mate. Something swirled in his belly, something dark that made him want to run away from everything. He tensed and shook his head, but the feeling stayed. He had to forc himself to stay in the camp with his kit in his mouth. Shadewalker decided that a night walk would be good for him.
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Post by Flourishingstar on Nov 1, 2007 20:00:40 GMT -5
Butterflywing looked curiously at her mate, and gently took her kit from him. "Honey...Do you want to talk a walk? After being cooped up in that nursery for days on end, you must want some fresh air." She cooed, her voice soft and gentle, but laced with unconcealed worry. She then licked Shadewalker's ear, set her kit beside Mistkit, and announced the news. "My second born. Possesivekit. A boy." She mewed, and watched as Mistkit mewled, seemingly scared, of her brother. Butterflywing picked her back up, and carried her to the nursery, humming a soft lullaby as she went.
Gorsevine smirked as Mistkit inched away from Possesivekit. Just like the others did with me. Wonderful. He rushed forward to pick the kit up beore Risingwinds could, who was eagerly about to carry the kit back to the safety of the nursery. Gorsevine growled at his brother, and Risingwinds growl came from deep within his throat. He let the tom carry his little brother, but was cautiously watching behind him. Risingwinds feared Gorsevine's plot was already forming.
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Post by Frighteh on Nov 2, 2007 18:52:45 GMT -5
Fatalblow slunk up bside Risingwinds. "No need to worry, dear brother," she purred mockingly. "We'll take good care of Possessivekit." She bumped into his side harshly before trotting away to follow Gorsevine.
Shadewalker nodded eagerly. "A walk sounds lovely," he mewed wearily.
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Post by Flourishingstar on Nov 2, 2007 22:11:57 GMT -5
Risingwinds growled. "You do anything to that kit, and I'll be sure to take care of you. Warned Risingwinds. He would not allow those two to corrupt his little brother before he had the chance to get out.
Gorsevine purred as Fatalblow approached, and nuzzled her, the kit mewling in his firm grasp. He headed straight towards the camp entrance. "Tell mom that I'm gonna be with him." He mewed with a moutful of fur as he headed into the damp forest.
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Post by Frighteh on Nov 4, 2007 15:12:49 GMT -5
"Oh, how I wish that was my fate," Fatalblow mewed. She smiled grimly back at her other brother before nodding at Gorsevine. "Risingwinds is getting violent," she mused, speaking loudly enough so her voice would carry to Gorsevine. She trotted off before their mother and father made it too far out of camp. She followed their scent trail and saw Shadewalker's black tail tip vanish between a clump of bushes.
"Butterflywing," Fatalblow called. Shadewalker was the first to turn around. "Gorsevine and I are going to watch the kits," she told them.
Thundermask watched Gorsevine pad away with the kit in his mouth. She watched her other nephew, Risingwinds stand and glare at the retreating figure of Fatalblow. Confusion on her face, Thundermask walked over to Risingwinds. "What did he say?" She asked, eyes flitting over to the nursery where Gorsevine and Possessivekit had entered. "And where had Fatalblow run off to?"
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