The future's in your paws. Shape it well.Roleplay in a cat Clan of warriors. Based off the Warriors series by Erin Hunter. Takes place in an AU before the cats in the books existed.
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Over the past couple moons, Rapidfire's life had changed into something that she would not have even recognized before. It had been a roller coaster of ups and downs with twists all over. Losing her father, mother, brother and sister in one week had been followed with her getting a new position with the clan deputy - then soon after she had found new love in her mate Molehill. Looking back at it all now it gave her a lot of anxiety. As a kit she had thought that dad was invincible - or at least strong enough that he would not die. She remembered trying to fake being tired around him so that he would rest by her and force him to take a break by doing that. In the end he had worked himself to death in exhaustion.
The dark thoughts told her that was because she and her siblings were not worth being with for him. Surely he knew what he was doing when he did that right? He had to have. She did her best to not listen to those nagging voices in her mind. No - he cared about them so much thats why he worked so hard - but in the end she was left by all of them. She had done her best to start with new love. She fell rapidly (just like her namesake) in love with Molehill and soon she found out she was pregnant. They were going to be parents! The molly had long been optimistic of life and so getting to have something to look forward to and celebrate was much needed now. As the litter approached, she spent more and more time near the nursery talking with Lavendercloud (Molehill's mother). Being cooped up she could not wait to one day soon be able to return to the moors where she could run free along her sister and brother once more.
As the days passed and the weather warmed she was getting restless and more and more anxious about it all. Whenever Molehill was around she stayed closer and closer to him. Finally, on one day she felt a sharp pain and she winced panting and squeezing her eyes shut. It was time. "Molehill! Hemlockfox! Its happening!" she meowed hoppling over to the nursery. She laid on her side.
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She must have passed out for a little bit there whether it was the pain or the nerves and emotions of it all she wasn't sure but when she awoke she was welcomed by the most heart melting sound she had ever heard. Little meows from her kits! She felt tears welling up in her eyes as she looked at them all. They were all so beautiful. As she leaned down to lick at their scrawny pelts she got her first touch and interaction with them all. She ushered them closer to herself and guided their blind selves with her tail to her tummy where they could be warm and have their first meal of milk. She purred watching them and looked to her mate thinking of what to name them all. The largest one - a daughter and Rapidfire was later told her first born was so much like her appearance wise her curled ears made her smile remembering the trait that had been passed on from her own mom Fennelbreeze. She gently licked and nuzzle her oldest daughter "Creamkit" she whispered softly as she watched over her. Her attentions shifted as the middle child kitten cried and flailed about between her two siblings. She also had curled ears but not as pronounced as her sisters or herself, she had inherited the round face of Molehill. "Rainkit" she decided happily looking up at her mate to see his approval of the names so far. And then finially her one and only son - the youngest kit she hummed a second or two and glanced at Molehill, "do you have a name idea for him?" she asked in a hushed voice.
Swiftheart of Shadowclan Rapidfire of Windclan Sprucebark of Riverclan Stormwatcher of Skyclan Eaglefly of Windclan Lavendercloud of Windclan Rainkit of Windclan
Her first instinct upon entering the world was to bite. The small she-kit, fur still wet and barely showing the light cream shine it would later take on, thrashed as a tongue ran over her, and in her struggle, she bumped into one of her littermates. As if to take out her seemingly out-of-the-blue rage, the newly named kit sank her fangs into the wet body beside her, her small kit fangs nipping at the other kit. She heard distantly a sound of pain, but she seemed both unable to stop and unwilling to. Creamkit had yet to open her eyes, but already she was shaping up to be the mean little fox she would be.
Characters : Fuzzface, Curlyfluff, Sweetheart, Molehill, Bugkit Clan/Rank : (F)WC/T5, (C)TC/T5, (S)TC/T2, (M)WC/T3, (B)WC/K Number of posts : 5917 Gender : F Age : 23
Subject: Re: Role Kits! Tue May 21, 2024 12:58 am
Rapidfire was one of kind and Molehill couldn't have asked StarClan for a better mate. He himself was still trying to get this whole "being a good mate" thing down, but he'd told her to let him know if he ever did anything wrong, and thus far there hadn't been any complaints. Well, that he knew of. And who would've thought that he of all cats would become mates with WindClan's future leader. To this day he still couldn't fathom it, and before long, Rapidfire had become pregnant, which was exciting and also nerve-wracking.
Sitting by her side in the nursery, Molehill nervously licked her forehead in an attempt to provide some sort of comfort. The birthing process certainly wasn't for the faint of heart and at some points he grew a bit queasy, though simply looking away seemed to help.
Soon enough, three kits were born; two daughters and smaller son. Purring with delight and laying down next to his mate, he peered his head closer in hopes of getting a better look at them, due to his increasingly worsening eyesight. At least it hadn't gotten so bad that he wasn't able to see his kits, and he'd continue to thank StarClan each and every day that he was still able to see most things.
As she began to assign names, his ears perked up when she stopped and asked him a question. Name his son? How kind of her to let him name of their kits. She truly was the best mate in all the moorlands. "Oh uh," the plump tom stuttered, not having been ready to come up with a name on the fly. Looking around for any sort of inspiration, his gaze landed on a small, light-colored pill bug scurrying across the nest. Hm, perhaps that could work. "How about Butkit," Molehill mewed confidently with a firm nod.
"You did great," Molehill mewed softly, nudging his fuzzy cheek against her's before laying his head down beside her shoulders to provide a pillow for her to lay on if needed. She deserved all the rest she wanted, after all. "You're so amazing, I'm so very proud of you."
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Squirming around and flailing helplessly, the runt of the litter, Bugkit, began to crawl his way away from his mother's belly. Eyes still shut and unable to hear anything, the helpless cream-colored kit opened his mouth to cry out, only to feel the sensation of something odd as the same pill bug that he was named after crawled into his mouth. Shutting his maw, he sucked on the little creature before it managed to crawl back out, covered in slimy kitten spit.
Weevilkit was drifting off to sleep in the nursery den when Rapidfire entered the den followed by Molehill and the medicine cat. Her little head tilted as she watched the pregnant molly lay down, her belly was tense and Weevilkit could make out movement coming from her abdomen. The little kit’s amber eyes watched as Molehill and Hemlockfox gathered around Rapidfire; she was curious what was happening but decided to try and get some sleep.
It wasn’t long before cries of kits woke the little bi-colored molly up. Her eyes shot open, and she lifted her head in curiosity. Weevilkit decided it was time to investigate and she wobbled over to the nest. She felt a little unsteady and planted herself against Molehill’s shoulder. Once she was steady, she peered over at Rapidfire. There were three new kits laying at her belly.
Weevilkit’s eyes widened, and her maw gaped open slightly. She quickly looked at Molehill and then back at the kits, she did this a few times before laying down and inching closer to the nest. She rested her head on the nest and watched the sleeping kits before she eventually drifted back off into sleep herself. Discord: ChaoticCrow | Timezone: Mountain Daylight Time (MDT) | Code (c) Kieer
