Everyone shall meet the leaders newborn kits [OPEN]

OOC: Before I post. Fathers name was Nightfang. He dies in the battle of Riverclan and Thunderclan (don't put this is your rp's to Riverclan, just for this topic if you please) I will put it so Spottedstar already went through the birthing process so we can just rp. Pm Coon if you need a ceremony until a week of today. Or if Coon doesn't respond in 1-3 days, pm Pikachu.

IC: Spottedstar lapped at the moss ball Nightfire had put in front of her. She thanked her son, and looked at the little bundles before her. One male and one female, both black with some white. But then another female. A calico. They squealed as they fought each other over the same teet, already competing. She gave a soft laugh, and heard a murmur outside the nursery. She didn't think anyone really knew about her pregnancy, as her long fur covered her bump for the most part. She gave permission to whatever cat was outside the den, allowing them inside.

Duskfall padded into the nursery once Nightfire had given him permission. It was an honour to meet Spottedstar's newest litter, three healthy kits, he was told. A blessing from Starclan, but the feeling was bittersweet with the knowledge that Nightfang, the kits father's, didn't make it through the battle to see them. Nightfang had been a true Thunderclan warrior, taken before his time, and the brown tom had no doubt he'd watch over these kits from Starclan. But how nice it would have been to have him here to see them.

"Spottedstar? Nightfire mentioned I could come in now? May I meet the latest additions to our clan?"

Blazingheart followed in behind his friend. "Hello Spottedstar," he greeted along with a bow of his head. "I overheard Nightfire say that you had kits. I didn't even realize you were urm...carrying them." He didn't want to say pregnant, because it sounded wired when he said it. He peered at the newly born kits and smiled, remembering his very own kits when they were first born. "They are beautiful, Spottedstar...I'm sure Nightfang would've loved them." He purred the last part quietly, hoping the she-cat wouldn't be offended somehow.

Looking up from her kits, she could barely keep her gaze to Duskfall's. She wanted to continue to gaze at her wonderful little bunch. "Yes you may. Its a pleasure to see the clan ready to welcome more additions." she looked up at the roof, knowing she couldn't see the sky, but directed her words there. "He is watching, I can feel it. I feel truly blessed by Skyclan. I hope everyone is giving words of prayers. Every new bunch deserves it. To be welcomed and hoped the best of luck in this world, because I know I can't protect them from it as long as I'd like to." She had acknowledged Blazingheart, and her last sentence was directed towards his words also. "Yes, he is. And I know he thinks they are beautiful also. Because all new lives are. But to me, this bunch is special to me, since they are mine."

Feeling their mothers gaze not on them, and more strange scents coming around them, they squealed their detest, nuzzling into their mother more (My 2 rp's)

"They will have the whole clan to protect them, Spottedstar. And I have no doubt Nightfang is watching over them this very instant thinking the same as you." Duskfall kept his voice even, trying not to appear too wistful. This was an occasion to be celebrated, three new additions into their clan. It was no time for mourning, that had already passed. They'd all held a vigil for Nightfang after the battle, mourning his loss, but he would live on in his kits with Spottedstar.

"They are truly beautiful. They will grow up yearning for nothing, we will all be there family alongside you, our leader. Now, do these little ones have a name yet?" He spoke looking at the three tenderly, like Blazingheart, he was reminded of his mate, Softsong's first litter, only Coalpaw had survived, but nonetheless, he had loved her fiercely.

A third cat appeared at the entrance of the den, lifting his head to see over Duskfall and Blazingheart. The leader's grandson had heard of three kittens being born into the clan. They're tiny! Foxfang watched them with interest, they were his kin, after all. The ginger tom didn't enter the den, it was far too crowded already and thought he might accidentally step on one of the little scraps. He settled for watching them scuffle with quiet mews. Technically, they're my new aunts and uncle aren't they? his white tail-tip flicked at the thought. "Cute," he caught himself saying and chuckled.

The little calico she-kit squirmed at her mother's side, pushing against her two siblings in an effort to get closer. There were several strange new scents filling the air around her. They were confusing and somewhat scary, so the little kit did her best to bury herself in her mother's long, fluffy pelt.

oh gawd robinkit is so kawaii


She smiled to herself. One is particular looked of spitting image to their father, and that was the little black female, with a white strip on her chin. She pointed her paw towards her. "This little female will be Echokit" she heard the female squeal in return, possibly knowing she had gained a name. Then she pointed to the calico she-cat. "This one will be Robinkit." and lastly, she looked to the only male before motioning towards him. "And he shall be Olivekit"

Blazingheart smiled at the kits and nodded to his leader. "Those are lovely names, Spottedstar. Those are some strong and healthy kits, they will make fine warriors."