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Re: ThunderClan Nursery
SoftCherry lightly smiled and gazed at her mate. "Thanks darling." She purred. She fiddled with the rock in her paws. It was pretty. But, was she? She couldn't be. She never was. SoftCherry worried about her appearance. Appearances change how people think of you. She was nervous too, of her unborn kits. @Spookytail (I might get the kit finder up soon!)
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She had waited. Waited for this talk, to see if Spring would come forward herself, or make any sort of move on her own to teach Wolfpaw what needed to be done. The one thing Bumblestar had asked her to do. And there was nothing. She was certain it was almost time for the kits, and yet nothing had been done.
Too birds, one stone, with this . Bumblestar turned her paws to the nursery. Hopefully Spring would be in there, and not somewhere around camp where she would have to hunt her down. Or, stars forbidding it for Spring's own sake, traipsing around the territory where Bumblestar would have an excuse to tear into her. She needed the stress relief.
"Spring." Her voice was gruff as she shouldered through the entrance, scanning the nests until she landed on the she-cat. She sat down in front of her, expression carefully blank despite the aggravated twitching of her tail. "I need the names of every cat you visited while you remained in the Outskirts. Don't lie to me, or try to keep someone out of it. I'll find out eventually. Then I want you to explain to me why, despite the fact you've nearly run out your time here, I've not heard a damn thing from Wolfpaw about training."
The she woke from her sleep, shivering and freezing her kit seemed unscathed by cold maybe she was losing it. The she spoke up, "Is anyone else cold" she asked the other mothers and kits in the den."Because it is really freezing in here and I am worried for my kit"
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The tom sat in the ditch waiting for an answer from Starclan. "Silverpelt is quiet, maybe being a kittypet was a bad idea."The tom lied down falling asleep.
~Rockyleap~
|23 Moons Old|
~[She/her]~
|Bi|
(Open to adopt a kit. 0/4 kits, biological/adopted)
(Open to relationships)
Rockyleap raises her head to look at the queen who was shivering, before speaking softly. "It is a little cold in here but you look freezing. I could watch over your kit for you, if you would like to go to the medicine den to see what's wrong." She sits up licking her chest fur a few times to smooth it down, curling her long slightly bushy tail around her front paws. She flicks her as she looks around the den.
Drizzlecloud had seen it coming, really. She could only imagine the wait that rested upon Spring’s shoulders, knowing that she would not be staying very long after her kits were born. The tears, the anxiety, the guilt–all of it, it was all to be expected from Drizzlecloud. After all, if she were in Spring’s paws, she’d be crying all the same. Completely and absolutely breaking down, falling apart at the seams.
Lifting herself from her nest, careful not to disturb her kits, she stepped closer to Spring’s nest. With her tail still extended to drape carefully over her son’s, just to ensure them that she hadn’t gone far, she seated herself next to Spring and lifted a paw to rest it on one of her shoulders. It had become difficult to console others, especially now with her lack of hearing–so, she did as best as she could, offering up some physical comfort through the simple act of being here for her. Her gaze slowly shifted along Spring’s body, watching as her body was wracked with sobs, up to look her in the eyes. She watched as her lips moved, as the tears rolled down her cheeks, and the oh-so soft voice that she had come to know–the star on her shoulder–murmured words into her ear.
“Take care of them for her. Promise her that you’ll take care of them, love them, look after them. Promise that you’ll tell them how much she loved them. Promise that you’ll love them like a mother.”
Drizzlecloud’s paw had drawn a steady line along Spring’s shoulders, carefully kneading at her fur in a quiet act of comfort. Silence overtook Drizzlecloud once more, and she was left to her own devices, with nothing more than the visual of Spring before her. After taking in a shaky breath, she glanced back to her two boys, and then her eyes shifted to the entrance of the den, out into the clearing where Froglet had toddled off to. Then, slowly, her attention returned to Spring.
“I will take care of them, Springy. I’ll treat them as my own, and I’m positive Sparrowpelt will do the same.” Drizzlecloud began softly, her paw still carefully drawing lines over Spring’s shoulders. “No mother is perfect… And, with the circumstances, ensuring that there is someone here to take care of your kits is a form of caring for them, you see… Making sure that someone is here to raise them is protecting them, in your own way. I promise you that.”
Leaning over, she rested her muzzle atop Spring’s head, settled right between her ears, and she offered her a soft purr. When she was young, her mother’s purring often soothed her sorrows and concerns, so she hoped to offer her at least an ounce of solace as well. “Sparrowpelt and I will treat them as our own. They’ll be raised as our kits, as my sons siblings. I will not leave them in the dark about you–I promise you that. I will tell them all about you, from the first night we spent in the medicine den as medicine cats, to the very last moment I lay my eyes on you. I will answer all of their questions about you–they will know you, Spring. For all that you are and all that you have been. For better or for worse, I promise you that they will know who you are, and… I will take great care of your kittens for as long as I am alive.”
[ @iliri kinda meh post because i am so tired but wanna post before .. you know]
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