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a gift for a queen; shiny Jan 24, 2016 6:07:06 GMT

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Post by skyy and her socks on Jan 24, 2016 6:07:06 GMT

patchpelt of shadowclan
walk into a smoke filled room, no one could keep their eyes off you

It was with long, slow steps that Patchpelt dawdled his way through the camp entrance, carefully pushing his head into the top edge of the tunnel, and brushing his side along the edge, the thorns and twigs catching on his and giving a satisfying scratch along his skin. He would never be a cat who moved quickly, and right there and then it showed, the final catch of the day, a large water vole, hanging from his jaws. Slowly, he moved forward, bright gaze sweeping the camp for any signs of his sister, but it seemed like Marshfrost was still out doing whatever she was planned to do. He hadn’t been paying too much attention to her muttering that morning.

Didn’t matter! He had someone else to see, someone ever so slightly more important than his sister. Well, in one way anyway. He couldn’t say that to her face. So, instead, he let his paws slowly move in the direction of the nursery, a yawn on his tongue, but not quite making it out around the vole. Instead, his nose wrinkled and ears flattened, and he pushed the air out around the prey, pausing his movement part-way through in order to finish the yawn, and give a sharp shake of his head. All the hunting made him want to sleep for a week, it felt like.

Patchpelt pushed on, gaze sweeping the cats that flowed through the camp like water, the sun bleeding down through the pines and undergrowth and across the clearing, lighting up what seemed to be every little space around. It would only be at sunhigh that so much light flooded in. Every other time of the day, they remained shaded, even as the blue sky stretched far overhead. For a moment, he was distracted by it, and a few birds fluttering their way overhead, but, another head shake had him back on track. Right, nursery. Reaching the entrance, he shoved his nose inside, ears immediately tuning to the noises of kits and mothers chatting away within the large space.

His eyes were for one she-cat though, and one only, and immediately his face lit up as he approached Doverain, a purr immediately rumbling in his chest. “I brin’ wit’ ‘ee a ‘eace off’ing!” He meowed around the vole, before bowing deeply at the she-cat’s paws, and letting the prey drop to the ground. He didn’t stand straight away, just looked up, giving a grin. “Am I allowed to stay in your presence? Or am I banished back to the clearing?”

little dove, you fight 'em back, show em you're so much more than that

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Last Edit: Mar 30, 2016 2:41:46 GMT by skyy and her socks

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a gift for a queen; shiny Jan 29, 2016 3:52:08 GMT

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Post by Shiny on Jan 29, 2016 3:52:08 GMT

Doverain watched in a mixture of amusement, fondness, and nostalgia as wee little Streamkit, part of the newest litter of kits, stumbled and staggered after her brothers. "Wait for me! I wanna play too!" she squeaked. At that moment she tripped over her own paws and slammed chin-first onto the floor.'

Tears were already building in her eyes when Doverain, as the queen closest to her, pulled her closer and licked her gently. "There there, little one. You're okay! It was just a fall, and it happens to even the very best of us!"

Streamkit sniffled and blinked up at the queen. "E-Even Rosestar" Doverain hesitated for all of three seconds and two big globs of wetness came from Streamkit's eyes, hurrying Doverain on. "Especially Rosestar! Why, when we were apprentices, she was the clumsiest ball of fur to ever cross ShadowClan's camp!"

It was in no way true. In fact, Rosestar had been one of the most gifted and graceful cats Doverain grew up with. But it made Streamkit giggle, and that was enough. "No go, off with you! Your brothers are waiting for you!" Streamkit sniffled and gave a tiny nod before scurrying off.

Doverain sighed and glanced at her swollen stomach, a wave of love and anticipation hitting her. 'Please kits, hurry up! I wanna meet you already!' A rustle at the entrance made her look, just as the scent of mixed vole and Patchpelt invaded the nursery. Her purr mingled with his as he mumbled around the treat, “I brin’ wit’ ‘ee a ‘eace off’ing!”

She snickered at him as he approached and dropped the water vole at her paws and stayed bowed, looking up at her with an adoring look in his eye that made her insides warm. “Am I allowed to stay in your presence? Or am I banished back to the clearing?” Doverain looked around to see who was around. Streamkit was already playing with her brothers and their mother was taking a nap, leaving her kits to the other queens' care for a bit. "If you don't mind my divided attention, you may stay. Be grateful peasant!" She gave an imperious sniff and bent to take one bite.

Flavor exploded on her tongue and Doverain closed her eyes to enjoy it a little more before swallowing it and looking up at her mate. "Have you eaten yet? I wouldn't mind sharing. It's a rather large vole."

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a gift for a queen; shiny Jan 30, 2016 3:09:26 GMT

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Post by skyy and her socks on Jan 30, 2016 3:09:26 GMT

patchpelt of shadowclan
walk into a smoke filled room, no one could keep their eyes off you

Well she was snickering, that was a good sign, right? Patchpelt wriggled his eyebrows for good measure, his eyes scanning Doverain’s face carefully, taking in her expression, her features, her everything. It didn’t matter how many times he walked up to her, the way she looked at him, everything continued to keep his heart warm, thudding in his chest in a calm, certain pattern. "If you don't mind my divided attention, you may stay. Be grateful peasant!" He ducked his head, before rising, a chuckle rumbling in his throat. “Message received, I am happy to share the physical manifestation of my joy and my life with everyone, and don’t wish to keep it from anyone.”

The warm stayed in his eyes as for a moment, he just looked down at Doverain, waiting her take a bite, the fondness written all over his soft expression, eve as she looked up. "Have you eaten yet? I wouldn't mind sharing. It's a rather large vole." Patchpelt gave a hum, finally moving and taking a few step forward, spinning around and positioning himself carefully next to the queen, checking a second time before lying down to make sure he wasn’t about to sit on any tiny bodies. It seemed all the clan’s kits were elsewhere, however. Perfect. “Are you sure? There might be less vole left for you than originally anticipated,” he meowed, voice light as he reached forward to bump his nose gently against the she-cat’s cheek, before drawing his tongue over her closest ear a few times.

“It’s okay, I brought it for you. Last catch for the day.” After a brief head-butt to the she-cat’s shoulder, he slid into a more comfortable position, hind legs stuck out to the side, and a yawn on his tongue. “How are the kits today? Still being demanding already?”

little dove, you fight 'em back, show em you're so much more than that

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Last Edit: Mar 30, 2016 2:40:48 GMT by skyy and her socks

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a gift for a queen; shiny Mar 23, 2016 18:55:23 GMT

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Post by Shiny on Mar 23, 2016 18:55:23 GMT

Patchpelt took his time coming over to her after she asked if he wanted some. Each step was carefully taken and checked, as if she had some kits stashed under the moss waiting to leap out at him. Doverain pictured that particular ambush and almost started cackling. She'd have to teach this litter that game while they were still small enough to get away with it.

By the time her mate responded to her inquiry if he wanted any, he was sitting right next to her. "Are you sure? There might be less vole left for you than originally anticipated." Doverain took a second look at the vole and realized Patcheplt just miiiiight have had a point. Luckily at least one of them had realized that. He nosed her cheek and licked her ear a few times, and Doverain wondered if he could feel how warm they'd gotten with the affection.

“It’s okay, I brought it for you. Last catch for the day.” He butted her shoulder with his head and Doverain swore that if she wasn't the size of a badger at the moment he'd find himself flat on his back with her perched on top. It felt far too long to Doverain since they'd had a proper playfight. She took another bite of the vole as Patchpelt settled into a position that she was sure felt comfortable to him but looked painful from where she was standing.

Patchpelt yawned and asked, “How are the kits today? Still being demanding already?” Doverain swallowed her mouthful and was about to answer when a sudden and familiar pain rippled across her middle. As casual as she could be, the queen responded, "As demanding as kits can be. And speaking of demanding kits, ours are demanding out." A stabbing pain hit again and Doverain clenched her teeth together. "I repeat, OUR KITS ARE DEMANDING OUT."

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a gift for a queen; shiny Mar 30, 2016 2:48:57 GMT

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Post by skyy and her socks on Mar 30, 2016 2:48:57 GMT

patchpelt of shadowclan
walk into a smoke filled room, no one could keep their eyes off you

Patchpelt had to say, sitting around in the nursery was never an activity he particularly minded. There were kits, his mate was there, it didn’t involve mouse-brained amounts of effort. If it wasn’t for the whole bearing-kits thing, which sounded awful, he might not have minded being a queen all that much. However, he was almost just as content sitting beside Doverain, lifting a paw to give it a few good licks as she seemed to think about his words. At least she was eating the vole, that was surely a good sign he hadn’t done anything too much to get himself in trouble there and then. Alay a nice feeling, that.

"As demanding as kits can be. And speaking of demanding kits, ours are demanding out." Patchpelt gave a small hum, wrinkling his nose slightly as he tried to get his tongue between his pads enough to get rid of a troubling piece of dirt. “I can imagine, it’d be getting close to that time,” he meowed, dismissing it. It was only when she spoke again, that he paid the right amount of attention. "I repeat, OUR KITS ARE DEMANDING OUT." Wait, what? Patchpelt straightened, and stared at Doverain with wide eyes. “Wait- are you kidding with me?” He meowed.

Something about the way her teeth were clenching and the odd spasm he’d felt against his back but ignored, said otherwise. The tom immediately straightened, and turned himself more toward the she-cat, staring still. “Should I get Sparrowpelt?” he meowed.

little dove, you fight 'em back, show em you're so much more than that

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Shiny, he is a dummy that deserves what doverain will give him.

Last Edit: Mar 30, 2016 2:49:13 GMT by skyy and her socks

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a gift for a queen; shiny Mar 30, 2016 18:46:32 GMT

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Post by Shiny on Mar 30, 2016 18:46:32 GMT

At first it didn't seem like Patchpelt had actually registered her words. It was only after she repeated herself that he seemed to realize the situation. He straightened up and his eyes were impossibly moon-wide when he questioned her, “Wait- are you kidding with me?” He must have decided himself that she was indeed serious for he turned more towards her. “Should I get Sparrowpelt?”

For a moment, all Doverain could do was stare back at him for the stupid question. Even the pains stopped, as if the kits inside of her were aware of their bad luck in having Patchpelt for a father. Then she was almost bowled over by the amount of pain and fear started to cluster in her chest. This hadn't hurt so badly last time. Was it because she was older? Bigger? Or was something horribly wrong?

Doverain slowly lowered herself to lay on her side and her fear came out as rage and insults. "Of course get Sparrowpelt, you frog-faced useless blob of fox dung! And for once in your life, be quick about it!" Her teeth clicked together and her jaw ached from grinding her teeth together. She hoped Sparrowpelt had a stick or something in her den for her to bite on, she distinctly remembered the taste of bark in her mouth from last time.

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a gift for a queen; shiny Mar 31, 2016 5:08:55 GMT

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Post by skyy and her socks on Mar 31, 2016 5:08:55 GMT

patchpelt of shadowclan
walk into a smoke filled room, no one could keep their eyes off you

Patchpelt knew he’d done wrong as soon as Doverain moved onto her side, and stared at him. He could practically hear the curses she was preparing to throw at him. Slowly, the tom started easing to his paws, carefully, almost as though he was trying not to disturb a spider balancing nearby. However, the movements were not nearly slow enough, and he gave a loud squeak when Doverain finally snapped. "Of course get Sparrowpelt, you frog-faced useless blob of fox dung! And for once in your life, be quick about it!"

“Going, going, going!” he meowed quickly, scrambling to get his paws in the right order to move as he stumbled toward the entrance, ears flattening well and truly against his skull. He really wasn’t good at staying on his mate’s good side when she was expecting, was he? Immediately, the tabby and white tom threw himself out of the den entrance and toward the shaded area of the medicine cat’s den, tail practically between his legs like he’d been stung. But, hey, this meant good things, right? He was about to meet their kits?

“Sparrowpelt!” he meowed loudly, pushing himself in the entrance of the den. “Doverain’s kits are here and she’s gonna use me instead of a stick for the pain!” His voice was almost a wail, but he managed to calm himself just slightly. StarClan, people would think he was the one having the kits at this rate. The tom gave a sharp shake of his head. “Uh, that is if you’re not busy, of course, no rush!” He added. He wasn’t quite sure Doverain would feel the same way around rushing, however.

little dove, you fight 'em back, show em you're so much more than that

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Shiny , @july - i'm sorry about him. july i hope you're okay about bringing in sparrowpelt to this!

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a gift for a queen; shiny Mar 31, 2016 6:58:37 GMT

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Post by Deleted on Mar 31, 2016 6:58:37 GMT

大切な想い　大切な出会い

Precious emotions and precious encounters

わずかなことでも　大事にしたいと

Even the small things- a day will come when I realize

気づく日が来るの　それが今だから

I want to hold them all dear and that time is now

(Sparrowpelt - Medicine Cat of ShadowClan)

It was a beautiful day. The birds were chirping, the air was crisp and clean and for once she got a nice amount of sleep. All and all- Sparrowpelt felt ready to go at the day with feathers in her fur. The tabby she-cat had already made sure that she had some catmint for any sign of cough- and she had found just the fullest bush of borage she had planted last year. It was perfect- and it was a sign everything was looking up. She still had that tiny bit of a bad feeling in the darker parts of the forest…but with everything going so well, she tried not to think about it. Whiskers twitched as her paws made expert work of herbs before sitting back and mentally going through what she would need later.

She was so wrapped up in herself, she let out a small surprised squawk, stumbling forward and around when her name was called. Eyes wide, ears back, and her tail slightly puffed up- she looked like a kitten who was affronted by something probably very terrifying. However, at the wail of the familiar Patchpelt, her ears flicked forward before her eyes narrowed for a moment. That was hardly her concern if she used her mate as a stick- but the stick was going to be needed. Why was kit-birthing so bloody random! “Kits and your mate- are much more important than what I was doing.” She quickly launched into the mode she was so used to using. “I need you to help me since I sent Crowpaw on an errand.”

She didn’t use a commanding tone- but as her brain immediately went into a rough ‘this must be done’ mode- it could have come across like that. “The stick, it’s right over there.” She quickly gestured with her tail- “We need that- I might need- hold on – “She moved to snatch up some borage in her jaws as she gestured towards the stick and she bolted out of her den. When the first time this happened, she about dropped in her own anxiety. However, time and time again this would happen and she knew she couldn’t stop to wait. She was glad Patchpelt was going to help her out hopefully- at least with the stick since she needed to be with Doverain as quickly as possible.

Brown eyes glowing- she skidded on her paws naturally – to help adjust her curve as she swiftly entered the nursery. She turned her head to make sure her good eye was seeing straight as she walked over to Doverain. Pushing the borage nearby- only if she didn’t have a good supply of milk- she turned her head towards Doverain. Words were still hard for her – even in this. “Is there any abnormal pain? Is this like before?” She quickly sniffed the air- glad to find the smell of milk- and no blood. She didn’t have really anything for that.

“Your mate is bringing the stick- we don’t need his bones to have your marks on it- only our enemies.” She tried to give a little joke- hoping it wasn’t lost on her as she reached forward with one paw to place it gently on the other’s fur- to see if it was abnormally firm or squishy- feeling the contractions with her paw. She needed to get Doverain’s answer and see if there was anything wrong before having her bite down on the stick. Sparrowpelt needed to remind herself to shove her face in clean water afterwards, since she hated this part about the job. The birth guts as she liked to call them, was going to be all over the place- but that was not the time to think about that.

-- skyy and her socks Shiny
I'm great with you bringing her in. XD She needs to see kits and go 'ew'.

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Last Edit: Mar 31, 2016 6:59:25 GMT by Deleted

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a gift for a queen; shiny Apr 18, 2016 2:28:48 GMT

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Post by Shiny on Apr 18, 2016 2:28:48 GMT

The time it took for Sparrowpelt to return was excruciating to Doverain. It seemed to take days, even moons, for the medicine cat to slide into the nursery with a bundle of leaves in her mouth. The first words out of her mouth were asking after Doverain's state. “Is there any abnormal pain? Is this like before?”

Doverain almost wanted to smile. Sparrowtail's brisk to-the-point manner sometimes made her grind her teeth, but in this case it was a comfort. No time wasted on pleasantries. "It definitely hurts more than it did before. I'm hoping that's just because I'm older now. Or there's more kits, because great StarClan, I'm large enough for them."

Sparrowpelt came forward and said Patchpelt was following with a stick for her to chomp on when the time came. Wouldn't want her using his bones for the job. Doverain snorted with a grin, still finding her sense of humor despite the pain. "If biting his bones is out of the question, can I still use his fur to line my nest?"

skyy and her socks @july So I've never actually done a birthing thread before. Do we like fade to black or something? Am I make this too dramatic? I have no bloody clue.

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a gift for a queen; shiny Apr 21, 2016 11:29:49 GMT

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Post by skyy and her socks on Apr 21, 2016 11:29:49 GMT

patchpelt of shadowclan
walk into a smoke filled room, no one could keep their eyes off you

Well, he wasn’t execting to startle Sparrowpelt with his entrance, but, that seemed to be the case, and for a moment an apology hovered on his lips as the tom straightened, ears back against his head slightly. “Kits and your mate- are much more important than what I was doing. I need you to help me since I sent Crowpaw on an errand.” Wait, help? The tom’s tail flicked behind him. He wasn’t entirely sure that was the best idea in the world. It always seemed like he was the last cat Doverain wanted around during the whole process. But, well, he wasn’t going to argue either, so, he gave a small nod.

“The stick, it’s right over there. We need that- I might need- hold on.” Right, stick, that he could do. Patchpelt swung his head around, scanning the bundles of things tucked against the wall of the den, before eventually finding the old familiar sight of the stick. StarClan help him. The tom ducked forward to grab it, as Sparrowpelt disappeared behind him out of the den. Well, at least she was there to help. His heart was thudding enough without even thinking about what it would be like without their forever ready medicine cat.

Grabbing the stick, the tom made his way out of the den, moving his paws in what would be one of the fastest ways he ever would. Only Doverain could get such urgency out of him. Ducking his head as he moved back into the nursery, the tom lowered his ears, catching the end parts of the queen’s words. "If biting his bones is out of the question, can I still use his fur to line my nest?" Patchpelt ducked his head. “’ease, ‘o,” he meowed around the stick, padding over and putting it next to the queen.

Almost as quickly, he backed off, and moved around to the she-cat’s other side, looking to Sparrowpelt. “How can I help?’ The tom’s ears flicked back against briefly, before he turned his attention back to Doverain. Regardless of the insults, well, he couldn’t help but reveal in the excitement that underpinned everything. He reached forward to press his nose against the she-cat’s shoulder. “We’re right here to help, just breathe.” Likely words he’d regret in a few moments, but Patchpelt pained no mind. Instead, he looked to Sparrowpelt, waiting instruction.

little dove, you fight 'em back, show em you're so much more than that

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Shiny , @july - not to worry shiny! you're just fine! you don't need to go into detail, you can just skim over the event, rather than write out the details, unless you want something particular to go wrong. if you'd rather have it fade to black in the middle and come out having happened after a paragraph that's fine too. however you feel comfortable doing it.