Dreams can come true. [P]

[Cherry_Blossom]

BlueberryFrost
Header by @/Dolomedes
”Tell me who I am, guess I don't have a choice”
She/her| 29 moons| Ex-RiverClan warrior

The past few days were gruesome. The kit's kept kicking and wouldn't stop. It hurt like hell. She never thought having kits would hurt so bad. BlueberryFrost had always wanted kits. It felt like a dream that would never come true. But, it did. She met Seabreeze. Now, she was carrying his kits. Her kits. When she found out she was pregnant, she was overjoyed. But, it didn't last. Her exile made her sad. She knew she couldn't just die. Not before she had her kits and guided them to Riverclan to join.

BlueberryFrost had tried to hunt for herself. It was hard with her belly. She had succeeded in getting some food. She had found an abandoned den and decided she would temporarily live in it. There was a tiny prey pile and right next tp it was a stick. For whenever the kit's came.

Suddenly, white pain struck through her. "Ah!" She cried before collapsing to the ground. Her stomach felt like it was being ripped apart. She pawed for the stick, barely succeeding. She hurt. Her stomach hurt. She bit down on the stick hard. She started pushing. The pain was unbearable. But, it would have a reward.

One kit popped out. She gasped. "M-my baby..." Her voice trailed off. She started licking the kit and pushed it closer to her stomach. Pop! Out came another one. She repeated what she did with the first kit. Then 6 others popped out too. It was her kin. She licked them all and pushed them towards milk. "Oh my...." BlueberryFrost gasped. She looked down at her kits. Her beautiful kits. She had to name them. She looked at the eldest. "Sweetkit..." She gasped. She named them in order. " Littlekit... Murkykit... Fleetkit.... S-Softkit.... Lavenderkit.... Oceankit... Windkit..." Her beautiful babies. 5 girls and 3 boys. Oh, she loved them! That was hard. She had to stay awake though.


Mentions:
There's not really a posting order, but this is the order they were born in!
Sweetkit @Dolomedes
Littlekit @Starfall
Murkykit @seeingstars
Fleetkit @ollie_the_skeleton
Softkit @Luna16
Lavenderkit @willooowfeather
Oceankit @Starphobia
Windkit @/Me

[Dolomedes]

Sweetkit
|| She/her | Outsider Kit | Moons: 0 ||

Wha- Wha... wha! The small she-kit started to squeal loudly, followed by a series of long winded kitten cries, it was honestly impressive how loud the little critter was being with such a tiny body and tiny lungs. Though it was made clear that she did not appreciate suddenly being in the colder and less comfy space. What was this? Squirming, the kitten attempted to wiggle about, ready to throw paws with what ever did this to her. But of course, she was nothing more than a marshmallow, and couldn't d a thing but tuck herself closer to her mother's body and continue with her ceaseless cries.

[ Littlekit - @Starfall | Murkykit - @seeingstars | Fleetkit - @ollie_the_skeleton | Softkit - @Luna16 | Lavenderkit - @willooowfeather | Oceankit - @Starphobia | Windkit - @Cherry_Blossom ]

[Starphobia]

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Oceankit
Blind tom with pale blue-grey with sandy patches and white freckles
He/Him | 0 Moons | + every ??? | Outsider Kit | A ball of anxiety
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It went from nothing to everything in a heartbeat. The tiny kit let out a small, timid squeak, curling in on himself while also trying to find warmth and protection, which was, thankfully provided to him. His cries were much quieter than his littermates', and that was all he could do. Squeak and squirm.

{ @Dolomedes - Sweetkit | @Starfall - Littlekit | @seeingstars - Murkykit | @ollie_the_skeleton - Fleetkit | @Luna16 - Softkit | @willooowfeather - Lavenderkit | @Cherry_Blossom - Windkit, Blueberryfrost}
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[willooowfeather]

LAVENDERKIT
she/her | 0 moons | Outsider Kit | 1 posts

 

@Cherry_Blossom [Blueberryfrost, Windkit] ; @Dolomedes [Sweetkit] ; @Starfall [Littlekit] ; @ollie_the_skeleton [Fleetkit] ; @Luna16 [Softkit] ; @Starphobia [Oceankit] ; @seeingstars [Murkykit]

Some very smart cats once asked questions as to when kits sense the outside world before their birth. It was an interesting topic in and of itself, but as a cat has no way of knowing that information, it remains a collection of theories by long-gone cats and what a mother can feel in her belly. The kicking and squirming around of the litter is quite the clue, but no one could tell for sure. But Lavenderkit did sense it, even before she was born — it was the rhythmic beating of her mother’s heartbeat that sent a sense of peace flooding through her small body, movement by the other kits in the same warm, dark place she was. But there was something more, something flowing in a space far beyond her ability to understand. An overwhelming force that tingled the paws of the curled kit, deep in her mother’s womb. It made her kick out a small bit to shake it off to no avail. Maybe she’d continue to nap for a time, and then try again when it got too itchy.

But her warm, dark, quiet world was soon riddled with none of that in an instant; it was wet and cold and it didn’t really appeal to her all that well. And yet a small amount of noise was all that she uttered once the fluid cleared from her lungs, enough to tell her grief-stricken mother than she was alive and well. Beyond that, the stars themselves warmed her back in cold embrace, their energy a pulse that drew her in from the moment she could feel ground under her.

Lavenderkit found another wriggling body to lay beside, legs pulling her on unseen paths toward the big warm and found milk. It was exhausting to exist, but worth it for the sweet richness of milk. Simple pleasures.

[seeingstars]

Murkykit ♠ It / Its ♠ Non-clan kit ♠ 0+ moons

Murkykit was the third kit to emerge, the small kit came into the world with a squeal as the cold air surrounded all of it’s senses. It blindly pawed around confused and scared by the sudden unfamiliarity. It could hear muffled mewls and felt others squirming around it. The helpless kit could do nothing but cry out as it squirmed among it's siblings.

It let out another squeal of complaint as it's mother used a paw to push it toward her belly, but was quickly silenced as it found it’s place and latched onto it’s mother. Thorn sharp claws began to knead at it’s mother’s stomach as it suckled, enjoying the warmth radiating from it’s siblings and mother.


{ @Dolomedes ♦ @Starfall ♦ @ollie_the_skeleton ♦ @Luna16 ♦ @willooowfeather ♦ @Starphobia ♦ @Cherry_Blossom }