And We'll Kinda Be Royalsssss. It's sorta in our blooooood.

A fluffy white she-cat laid curled up on the nursery, moss scattered over her fur and battle wounds long-since mended. In a way, she couldn't help but think of how stupid this all was. She'd had so many siblings when she was young herself, there wasn't a single part of her that ever dreamed of being a mother.
And yet here she was.
Her green eyes flickered over to the other side of the nursery where there were several small bundles of fur running around and playing, making a mess of the den. "Are you okay?" Lilyclaw called over, ear twitching. She really wasn't that good with children, and wasn't about to go into details on how she ended up with them in the first place, but she still felt inclined to at least try to take care of them. They were hers, weren't they? She had no brothers or sisters to help look out for them, and their father died before he even knew he was going to be a dad, or she did herself for that matter. 'Silverstorm, you mouse-brain.' She thought a bit bitterly.

That kind of lux is just for us... We have the different Skyclan buzz.

One of the kits had tumbled over, mewling as he tried to get away from his playing siblings. Managing to get over to his mother, Whitekit pushed his small head underneath Lilyclaw's tail. "I-I don't wanna play anymore... I'm tired mama..." He complained with a huff, blinking his tired blue eyes. He laid on his side, his plush kit-like fur being exposed to the damp moss. He didn't know what else lied outside the walls he always knew, but it was true that he needed to learn some day. Even though his seemingly endless energy had actually managed to run out, it was quickly regaining. But then again, he actually wanted his energy. Suddenly being enveloped in his mother's tail, he flopped somewhat and had begun to clutch it close to him. Unlike his siblings, he held onto his prey. Which.. Lilyclaw's tail had became such. A yawn escaped his small jaw though, as his grip grew slightly limper as his tiredness started to take over his little body.

A purr escaped Cloudheart as she watched the new mother. Cloudheart looked like the new mother but she had blue eyes instead of green. The queen was used to having kits around, and had multiple litters in her life time. She moved from her nest and sat beside Lilyclaw, "They are a pawful aren't they?"

the small she-kit mewed as she tried to leap after Whitekit, Her ear gave a twitch Aww Whitekit your no fun! she had spat towards her older brother with a blank look on her face, Fallenkit glanced over towards her mother, her soft green eyes turned bright with excitment as she quickly bounded towards her mother.

"Lilyclaw, can we go outside please? please!!" Fallenkit had begged her mother pawing at her fur continuously as she refused to take no for an answer from her. "Pleaseeeeee" she had mewed again looking over at Whitekit pleading for his help with her soft green eyes.

the small she-kit mewed as she tried to leap after Whitekit, Her ear gave a twitch Aww Whitekit your no fun! she had spat towards her older brother with a blank look on her face, Fallenkit glanced over towards her mother, her soft green eyes turned bright with excitment as she quickly bounded towards her mother.
"Lilyclaw, can we go outside please? please!!" Fallenkit had begged her mother pawing at her fur continuously as she refused to take no for an answer from her. "Pleaseeeeee" she had mewed again looking over at Whitekit pleading for his help with her soft green eyes.

Looking at his sister, he gave her an unamused stare before shaking his head to her plea. He liked the fluffiness of his mothers tail, and would rather have that then explore at the time being. "I'm too tired to play, Fallenkit!" His paws once again clutched the length of fluff that was his mothers, happy to be in the warm range of Lilyclaw. Besides, for all he knew, it was cold out there! He didn't want that, he liked being warm for Starclan's sake! His little mouth hooked onto the tail, his teeth not very sharp yet. "Bfsyfshs. Mi Dfhn't Lnky bfyhsing cfld." His words were extremely muffled as he kept his little grip, looking up at his mother wearily.

ooc;; i thought i posted in this, but apparently it never went through ; ^;
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The white she-cat said nothing, shooting the other queen in the nursery an exasperated look. How did Cloudheart have so many kits when she could barely handle her small litter? Was there some sort of secret to it? Would she tell her? Or maybe she could badger Breezestar for an answer, maybe he knew... They certainly were a pawful. "That's the understatement of the season." Lilyclaw meowed blandly, saying nothing, simply blinking and watching as Whitekit ran back over, shuffling into the nest and rolling over, sweeping her fluffy tail into his grasp. At first she seemed rather relieved that the small tom was ready to settle down, even if her tail was taken hostage, but her daughter didn't seem close to ready yet. "You don't want to take a nap or something, Fallenkit?" She meowed with a small, uneasy smile, before glancing back down at her son and sighing. Admittedly, she did want to stretch her legs. "I don't think it'd hurt anything to go outside for a bit. You can stay with Cloudheart if you want, Whitekit."

occ: i totally forgot about this topic, whoops.


ic: Fallenkit gave another glance over to Whitekit her eyes narrowing as she glanced at the tom with an annoyed glare, She didn't understand what was so amusing about Lilyclaws pure white fluffy tail, with a few more steps towards her brother and beloved mother Fallenkit curled up besides her mothers chest.
"Well after a small nap we can go outside right? Fallenkit mewed figuring that she could just go outside by herself while Lilyclaw and Whitekit we're sleeping totally unaware of her absence.

A protest began to rise from the small tom before giving up. But he was glad that his sibling had... somewhat agreed to what he wished to do instead. But if he knew his sister.. something was a little fishy about that. But he was too tired to even care, the length of fluff he had kept as his prize was finally released from his tiny grasp. Having curled up, his droopy eyes had closed and the soft rise and fall of his chest had signaled that he was asleep. His energy was no where near his sisters, and it would have to build up soon.