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Post by kelsey . on Apr 21, 2009 20:22:34 GMT -5
The red-brown cat known as Passion entered the Black Sand Pit cautiously. She felt her stomach begin to hurt real bad, and she had noticed her getting a little plumper. Now she was pretty big, actually. she had kept telling her it was just the mice, but she knew something was off. Taking a spot by the corner, she breathed heavily as she knew contractions were beginning. She let out a wail of exhausted pain, and the first kit came out-a tabby tomkit. She called him Jemini. The second was a red-brown kit, looking just like herself. Jet. The next kit was a kit that was White tortoishell shekit that was very beautiful. Veil. The fourth she called Leila, and she was a mottle, blotched kitten. The last was a Brown kitten with white spots and green eyes., whom she named Gaze. Five beautiful kits. Not knowing what to do, she yelled "Tiiiiiiigeeeeeer!!!!"
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Post by .:-Aikoa-:. on Apr 21, 2009 20:26:25 GMT -5
The tomcat had been out searching for Passion - trust her to go wandering off without him - when he heard her voice. She sounded like she was in trouble, so he threw himself forward and searched for her, running after the sound of her voice. Tiger found her in the Black Sand pit with kits by her side.
"Passion!" He meowed, startled. He padded to her side and licked her ear gently, staring intently at the kits and his mate.
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Post by Brambleclaw on Apr 21, 2009 20:29:42 GMT -5
[[Jet is going to be a little different, m'kay?]]
Jet was a tiny kitten, but not too small. She was reddish-brown like an autumn leaf, and beautiful as a perfect sunset on a lakeshore. She had tiny paws and a small build but she was just as beautiful. Yet she was very different from the others, and it was a strange miracle. When she started to suckle, she revealed a row of viper-sharp white fangs that drew blood. The kit spat the red, sticky blood out of her mouth and wailed in distress as she realized that he might not get food. It was hot, sticky foul red stuff. As she cried, her eyes began to crack open until she saw a fuzzy and blurred world. Her eyes had opened. She had teeth. She was very strange...
Thyme had known what was going on. Where to be when. With a smile he padded up to Passion.
"Fine kits. They're all healthy looking." He didn't even seem to notice Jet wailing, eyes open to reveal the blue that wouldn't go away until she grew older like all kittens, and little white teeth. Did he care?
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Post by kelsey . on Apr 21, 2009 20:36:10 GMT -5
[[B-Claw, they were just born. Her eyes can't be open.]]
Passion stared at Thyme for a moment, and then turned to Tiger. "Can You believe it? Another litter!" she was truly overjoyed. "How are we going to get them all back to camp....Thyme, mind fetching Rubyflight and Littlecloud?"
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Post by Brambleclaw on Apr 21, 2009 20:43:02 GMT -5
[[Didn't I say she was 'different'?]]
Thyme nodded, glancing at Passion.
"She bit you. You're bleeding. I'll bring some cobweb." He said, turning and racing off to find his mentor and her old mentor. He reached camp.
"Rubyshine? Littlecloud? Kits!" He grabbed a mouthful of cobweb and headed back to Passion, not stopping to check and see if they followed. He didn't have to.
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Post by kelsey . on Apr 21, 2009 20:50:55 GMT -5
Rubyshine leaped up, following the apprentice. she wondered who's kits they were, and they soon entered the Black Sand Pit. Passion and her mate Tiger was there. She raced over to her, as passion was a good friend of hers.
"Rubyshine! There's something wrong with Jet! she can..see! and she had teeth." Passion hadn't noiced the pain in her belly from the bite mark, because she was so transfixed on her daughter.
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Post by Brambleclaw on Apr 21, 2009 20:55:57 GMT -5
Thyme bandaged Passion and cast his mentor an emotionless glance that seemed to say 'it's fine'. He knew it was fine. Jet was just special. She was just a little different. But he wasn't about to say anything. It was Rubyshine's call. He just finished patching up Passion and then went to stand by his mentor to await instruction.
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Post by kelsey . on Apr 21, 2009 20:59:18 GMT -5
Rubyshine glanced at Thyme in annoyance. I know it's fine. I think.... Lately she felt very stupid around the apprentice. He knew just about everything, so he was unteachable. She couldn't find one herb he didn't know. she was considering making up an herb to see what he would say, but he'd find out and then she'd look like a fool. "It's fine, Passion. she is just...specila, is all."
[[Rubyshine is getting jealous...xD]]
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Post by Brambleclaw on Apr 21, 2009 21:06:16 GMT -5
[[If she questions him she'll hear the same thing...]]
Thyme nodded with a sigh. He wished he didn't know. It was scary and sad to know. He hated it. He knew what to expect, no surprise. He knew everything that was wrong with a cat. He knew everything that was his fate. Everything. With a sigh, he shook his head and waited.
"This is all very touching, but I am so hungry!" He exclaimed with a wry smile. He wouldn't have been so intimidating if he hadn't had a minion twice the size of either cat. The tom flicked his tail, and the golden striped minion leaped at them. Thyme shrieked as pain and blood washed over him. Knowing. No, I won't give in. I'll fight. He met the tom full-force, feeling the same pain and blood. He contained his shriek though, and suddenly realized he hadn't cried out. His mate had. The tom advanced at his mate, closing in and... nothing. Dead.
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