Post by mkgb on May 8, 2009 23:22:36 GMT -5
Dreamwhisker sat in the nusery. It was a boring life, almost as much as it was when she was a kit. She felt fine and she still had a moon left till the kits were due but talk of how big she has gotten forced her to move into the milk scent den.
She had noticed her buldging belly but it gave her no problems till today. A large conpulsion sent her groaning in her small corner nest. She had no experince to the pain but she heard about this from old queen. I'm having my kits thought dreamwhisker panicing. She felt like howling to her mate, Pebblefur to come but it was useless as pain surge through her body. She pushed, pain bristled her pelt. Then the pain was over. The smell of a wet kit made Dreamwhisker turn to the small kit. She licked it harshly to get it breathing but something sparked in her eyes. The kit look as if she knew him.
"Darkshard" she whispered horrified.
She looked up to make sure no queens or nosey kits were around to tell what she was about to do. None were, just Otherstar kits who still haven't opened their eyes. She picked up the kit and ran off with it. She ran and ran but another wave of pain flowed threw her body. She dropped the large tom kit and raised her front claw. She didn't want to do this but Pebblefur already didn't trust her. Her claw went down only to stop as she hissed in pain.
Laying over, four more kits came. She looked at each. Two large, Two barely big enough to survive in the harsh land and one a happy squirming kit who mewled for milk. She let them all drink but noticed the first two born had taken a intrested to stay away from the other three kits. "poor poor kits" whisper dreamwhisker, "divided by fathers, how stolenclaw had warned me."
A small mewl came from a nearby bush as it trembled softly. The white fur stood out of the green. The outline of kit stood there. "Littlekit" gasped Dreamwhisker staring at the tiny kit.
The small kit cried until her eyes popped open. She blinked uncertain of where she was. she cried again, "mommy" she cried "mommy!!!"
Dreamwhisker was scared. She couldn't move nor help the crying kit. "Come here Littlekit" she whisped as the little kit awkwardly padded over to the queens face.
"Mommy!"
"What am I to do" she whispered silently moving her head to get littlekit to lay down, "Help"
She had noticed her buldging belly but it gave her no problems till today. A large conpulsion sent her groaning in her small corner nest. She had no experince to the pain but she heard about this from old queen. I'm having my kits thought dreamwhisker panicing. She felt like howling to her mate, Pebblefur to come but it was useless as pain surge through her body. She pushed, pain bristled her pelt. Then the pain was over. The smell of a wet kit made Dreamwhisker turn to the small kit. She licked it harshly to get it breathing but something sparked in her eyes. The kit look as if she knew him.
"Darkshard" she whispered horrified.
She looked up to make sure no queens or nosey kits were around to tell what she was about to do. None were, just Otherstar kits who still haven't opened their eyes. She picked up the kit and ran off with it. She ran and ran but another wave of pain flowed threw her body. She dropped the large tom kit and raised her front claw. She didn't want to do this but Pebblefur already didn't trust her. Her claw went down only to stop as she hissed in pain.
Laying over, four more kits came. She looked at each. Two large, Two barely big enough to survive in the harsh land and one a happy squirming kit who mewled for milk. She let them all drink but noticed the first two born had taken a intrested to stay away from the other three kits. "poor poor kits" whisper dreamwhisker, "divided by fathers, how stolenclaw had warned me."
A small mewl came from a nearby bush as it trembled softly. The white fur stood out of the green. The outline of kit stood there. "Littlekit" gasped Dreamwhisker staring at the tiny kit.
The small kit cried until her eyes popped open. She blinked uncertain of where she was. she cried again, "mommy" she cried "mommy!!!"
Dreamwhisker was scared. She couldn't move nor help the crying kit. "Come here Littlekit" she whisped as the little kit awkwardly padded over to the queens face.
"Mommy!"
"What am I to do" she whispered silently moving her head to get littlekit to lay down, "Help"