Post by Wildheart on Dec 18, 2009 6:03:33 GMT -5
The Maine queen had grown to enormous proportions over the past few days. She lay in her pre-pared nest now, panting slightly. Gruff but caring, her mate Lionstrike had been hunting endlessly to provide her with freshkill, honing his skills every single day until he brought back not only enough for Sunleaf, but enough to feed two full-grown warriors on top of that.
Talonstripe, the brother of Lionstrike, however... was another matter. He seemed to struggle each day with the restrictions of clan life and the Wariror Code.
Sunleaf let out a gasp. They were coming! Pains angled down her sides and she gasped again, ears flattening. "Oh Starclan... if you are out there, please let them be alright." She whispered, fear for her soon-to-be-born children flooding her.
The firstborn was a tom, creamy and mewling strongly the moment he lay upon the moss. She cleaned him, feeling relief and love clash with one another. She was a mother.
The secondborn was she-kit and silvery to look at. She was followed by a black tom, and her licking revealed a white stripe upon her chest. She gathered them to her, pressing them to her belly with sweet, gentle licks. And then a brown tabby with white joined the three, and though she was a female she reminded Sunleaf of Talonstripe.
And finally, with a great deal of effort, a fifth and final kit. By this stage she was so weary she could barely lift her head to clean them, but happiness welled within her. She couldn't wait to show Lionstrike!
Talonstripe, the brother of Lionstrike, however... was another matter. He seemed to struggle each day with the restrictions of clan life and the Wariror Code.
Sunleaf let out a gasp. They were coming! Pains angled down her sides and she gasped again, ears flattening. "Oh Starclan... if you are out there, please let them be alright." She whispered, fear for her soon-to-be-born children flooding her.
The firstborn was a tom, creamy and mewling strongly the moment he lay upon the moss. She cleaned him, feeling relief and love clash with one another. She was a mother.
The secondborn was she-kit and silvery to look at. She was followed by a black tom, and her licking revealed a white stripe upon her chest. She gathered them to her, pressing them to her belly with sweet, gentle licks. And then a brown tabby with white joined the three, and though she was a female she reminded Sunleaf of Talonstripe.
And finally, with a great deal of effort, a fifth and final kit. By this stage she was so weary she could barely lift her head to clean them, but happiness welled within her. She couldn't wait to show Lionstrike!
