RiverClan Nursery

[zozelen]

Blushingkit, waking up from her very refreshing afternoon nap, beings to go around and prods the other kits aggressively. She wants to do something immediately! If only she wasn't so small, everything would probably be much more adventurous. Oh well. Her life will be interesting soon! Maybe I'll go on a quest, or get into some forbidden romance... Losing herself to her eccentric nature, she starts sighing dreamily.

[*longfire*]

[FONT="Times New Roman" @~*Hope*~ (Dawnkit) @Soldier (Archkit and Dimfire) @~*Hope*~ (Dawnkit) @Soldier (Archkit and Dimfire) @||\Firefly/|| (Lakekit) @~CherylBlossom~(Otterkit and Icewhisper)

Dawnkit squeaked as she wiggle around, the she-kit sniffed around looking for milk, the da molly squeaked again as ravenkit moved around her[/FONT]

[Spartan-117]

@~*Hope*~ (Dawnkit) @lovey-Dovey Ashey (Ravenkit) @||\Firefly/|| (Lakekit) @~CherylBlossom~(Otterkit and Icewhisper)

Archkit lays there, still, as he breathes the scent of the other cats.

Dimfire stares at Icewhisper with wide eyes as he nuzzles one of the squealing kits.

[Tess_Potter]

@~*Hope*~ (Dawnkit) @lovey-Dovey Ashey (Ravenkit) @||\Firefly/|| (Lakekit) @Soldier (Archkit and Dimfire)



Otterkit squeaks as she's nuzzled. She squirms a bit, purring.

Icewhisper purrs and guides the kits to her belly to feed. "They're perfect."

[Ghost of Red]

(( Mossfall ))

* She lay still in her nest not wanting to leave. She hadn't spoken since that day. She was curled around herself shut from the rest of the clan. *
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((OPEN))

[*longfire*]

@~*Hope*~ (Dawnkit) @Lovey-Dovey Ashie (Ravenkit) @||\Firefly/|| (Lakekit) @Soldier (Archkit and Dimfire)

Dawnkit squeaked as she was nuzzled then being pulled by her mother belly she smiled as she sucked on her mothers belly*i wonder what the world is like... what does mom and dad look like?* she thought as questions came into her head

[||\Firefly/||]

The bluish-gray cat scrambled among her siblings looking for her mother's milk, without obtaining any results in her attempt to reach her mother's milk even though she was also leading them, she began to squeak in an attempt obtain milk in some way.

@~CherylBlossom~ @~*Hope*~ @Soldier @Lovey-Dovey Ashie

[puppeteer]

{ @canineatics @sol. @-Ash- @CatontheMoon @Karlos }

She was still panicking as she rushed the kits into the nursery, gently placing the two she held in her jaws into a soft nest before she slid the little one off her back. She started pacing, circling around the nest, worry plain on her face. "I-I was out fo-for a walk when I smelled the blood. Dad, their mother- she's-" She choked up for a moment, trying not to cry. "She put them into a hollow tree to protect them from a mink. I was almost too late. It came back right as I found them." She nosed one - Cherrykit - worried that she wasn't moving any longer.

"I-I didn't hurt them, right? I was running so fast to get them here, oh please, please tell me I didn't hurt them!" She sat down, kneading her claws into the dirt and moss that made up the nursery floor. She would be distraught if she hurt the babies. Her babies. She looked to Lilycreek, eyes wide and scared. "Do you think they'll be okay? I couldn't leave them." She looked back down at the babies; Deerkit, Cherrykit, Shellkit.

"I named them. Should I have? I did it just in case. They couldn't be buried without names, if they died."

[sol.]

LILYCREEK

She rushed into the nursery after Silversnow, the kits hanging on. Drat. The nursery that had seemed too stuffy before now seemed too cool. Too soon.

Silversnow rambled to Pikestar as Lilycreek leaned forward to examine the kits. Shallow breathing. They were so small... Silversnow was tearing up the floor with her claws, and Lilycreek reached over with a stern expression. She wrapped her tail around the other molly, and gave her a lick to the head. "Calm, Silversnow. Please, try to calm down." For the kits, she left the message hanging. The more Silversnow panicked, the more likely someone else would cause a stir. There was already one problem; they didn't need another.

She went back to examining the kits, giving them licks to improve their breathing and to warm them a little, especially one of the females. The tabby tom... she realized with a start. "His tail," she murmured aloud. "It's broken." Had the mink attacked the kit? "He's not crying out... a birth defect, maybe?" Such a defect was beyond cruel; a cat with a working tail was a bird without its wings. "Or should we get Stonepaw and Fawnlight, to play it safe?" She directed the question at the two other cats.

Still, it was a little chilly.... Lilycreek straightened up. More moss. She looked around, before deciding. Her nest. She walked over to the large thing, and tore out some of the freshest bits that she had changed that morning. The kits needed it more. She went back to the pitiful bundle, and tucked it gently around them, sheltering them further.

[ @effervescent. @canineantics @CatontheMoon @-Ash- @Karlos ]

[Captain]

PIKESTAR

Once his daughter rushed off to the nursery, along with Lilycreek who moved at the exact same hurried pace, the large dark-furred tomcat hesitatingly stepped after them, not saying a single word. Slipping into the RiverClan nursery, he watched as Silversnow placed the trio of kittens in an empty nest and immediately began to pace around anxiously. Then she began to ramble on and on about what happened, how they all were in a hollow tree, protected by their birth mother who had been slain by a mink. Pikestar, throughout her recall, just stared at the small kittens as the young silver-furred molly began to nose one of them. While she confided in Lilycreek for advice, he fell into a distant memory that left the RiverClan leader feeling sick to his stomach. This whole situation was uncomfortable for him, and he couldn’t help but wonder if the den had always felt this small, this cramped, this suffocating. Oh dear.

Then, Lilycreek asked them a question: should they get Stonepaw or Fawnlight? He immediately wanted to call for his sister, but his mouth felt dry and no words came out. What was he supposed to do? What was the right thing to do? Who would be mad at him if he made any decision no matter what? "I... don't know." Pikestar spoke, his voice so quiet and barely heard as he just stared at the three kittens. He didn't dare touch them, and noticeably kept his distance from them. As RiverClan's leader, he should've been able to make this decision so fast, but with everything that had happened, he didn't want to make this decision. "...Call for Stonepaw..." They eventually answered, his voice still rather quiet, "Have him check them over." Was that the correct answer? The sheer possibility of it being not terrified him beyond words. Pikestar sat down, suddenly feeling light-headed. Damn it, what was happening?

( @effervescent. @sol. @CatontheMoon @-Ash- @Karlos )