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Post by onyxdream on Jun 27, 2006 13:53:44 GMT -5
Molly lay in the nursery, thinking about the kits that were to be coming so very soon. But what she didn't know, was that they would be coming in the next few minutes. She was oblivious o the world, if someone had been yowling her name she wouldn't have heard them. Olivious...oblivious... -Fifteen minutes later- A sharp yowl echoed from Mollys maw, and her eyelids shut tightly over her optics. Where are you Adorito? she thought angrilly. Another yowl proceeded from her jowls, the queens claws protracted from their sheaths. Her optics scanned the nursery walls, and then shot to the enterance. Where was Adoritio...? |
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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on Jun 29, 2006 0:14:23 GMT -5
The large tom wove his way throughout the trees in RogueClan territory, proud with his work done in RiverClan. He had a cold look on his face as he neared the RogueClan camp, vaguely hearing Molly's cries, but not hurrying. Slowly, he padded into camp, making his way to the nursery with a bored look on his face. He was going to lsiten to a she-cat screech for who knows how long. Joy.
His head was followed by his large paws as he padded into the nursery, laying down beside the she-cat neatly and swiping a tongue over her ear. "Just do what you she-cats do."[/color]
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Post by onyxdream on Jun 29, 2006 10:46:40 GMT -5
Molly felt the tom's warmth next to her body, she convulsed. Many convulsions happened before every kit was out. -an hour or so later- (insert number of kits here) lay next to Molly, mewling and squealing. Molly looked at the new kits, they were very strong. Her eyes the wandered to Adorito, to see if he liked the new kits. OOC// Should there be three or four kittens? and do you want to play one? What should their names be? Ok, questions over! Lol! XD PAARTAYY! The kit's are finally born! WOOT WOOT!  |
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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on Jun 29, 2006 15:09:10 GMT -5
The two-colored tom stared down at the tiny scraps. They would grow and they would obey - or else. He looked 'tenderly' to Molly and nuzzled her neck lightly before leaning over and taking in the scents of the new critters. "Lovely. They look strong."
OOC: I'm ok with 3 or 4 and yes, I'll play 1(if 4 I might play 2). I have a few ides for names Azalyck(tom) pronounced Ahhhh-zuh-lick, Aurelia(she-cat) pronounced uh-reel-e-uh, Ariel(she-cat), Rexkit/Rex(tom), Lucy(she-cat), Darkrose/Darkkit(she-cat), Coonkit(tom), Whisper/Whisperkit(she-cat or tom), Slash/Slashkit(tom), Dusk/Duskkit(tom or she-cat), Crow/Crowkit(tom), Blizzard(tom), Breeze(she-cat), Archkit(tom), Rockkit(she-cat), Stonekit(tom), Firekit(she-cat), Frost(she-cat), Sharpkit(tom), Russet/Russetkit(she-cat), Eagle/Eaglekit(tom), Dirtkit(tom), Soul/Soulkit(she-cat), Rufflefeathers/Feather/Featherkit/Ruffledkit(tom), Ivy/Ivykit(she-cat), and Mental(tom) - I play him if you allow that name ^^ What's your ideas? [/size] |
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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on Jun 29, 2006 19:16:23 GMT -5
A lithe black form ambled over. It was the rougeclan Medicine cat, the cruel black tom, Omen. His omniscent, eerie white eyes locked with the she-cats. He was silently asking permission to check them over, since his sharp tounge was not to be trusted with patients.
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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on Jun 29, 2006 20:16:26 GMT -5
The brute looked up, his eyes hardening and his claws unsheathing as he stiffly nodded his head, watching him closely, almost daring him to try and hurt any creature in the nest.
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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on Jun 29, 2006 20:37:43 GMT -5
The black cat rolled his eyes, and shot him a pointed look. But he carefully nudged the first kit looking over its little body carefully. He continued with the others, checking them.
[ooc]How many kitties? What genders?[/ooc]
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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on Jun 29, 2006 20:39:03 GMT -5
OOC: still deciding, 3 or 4 will be the amount
Adorito like watched oh.my.god.[/color]
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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on Jun 29, 2006 20:44:14 GMT -5
[ooc]Becky, lok at her butt.[/ooc]
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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on Jun 29, 2006 20:48:08 GMT -5
OOC: O.O I have to go. It took like 5 minutes to load this page...d.amn internet >.< bbl
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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on Jun 29, 2006 20:49:36 GMT -5
[ooc]I have to go too. Bye bye america![/ooc]
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Post by onyxdream on Jun 30, 2006 15:45:36 GMT -5
OOC// Lets have 5 kits, and put 1 up for adoption! yea you can name one mental, lol! The two that I play I want to be named Azalyck and Aurelia! I love those names goldy!
"Thank you Omen." Molly mewed, she looked at Adorito whom was watching Omen look at the kits, Addys claws were digging into the ground and Molly saw that. She licked his neck gently, trying to calm him.
Azalyck felt the presence of three cats, one of which was looking him and his siblings over. the other two were laying next to the bunch.
Aurelia nudged closer to her brother, this cat that was lookin at them scared her. She felt safe next to her brother.
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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on Jun 30, 2006 18:48:16 GMT -5
Five healthy kittens. If something is wrong, just tell me. Here, you eat this,
He said tersely. He blinked in acknowledgement of the thanks, and pushed marigold leaves and mint lightly at her. They were for calm and for no bleeding. The lithe black cat rose gracefully, but did not quite leave, one ear still flicked at the wary tom.
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Post by onyxdream on Jul 4, 2006 16:35:25 GMT -5
Molly swallowed the herbs, then she nodded sweetly to Omen. "Once again, I thank you." her angel-like tones soothed the tiny kits.
Azalyck scooted closer to Aurelia, trying to comfort her.
Aurelia purred and licked Azalycks ear.
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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on Jul 4, 2006 19:12:45 GMT -5
OOC: -beams- ty, I love them too. Aurelia is the name of my old mentor on a online Star Wars game -misses her so much- Azayck is something I randomly came up with. I'm glad you like them ;D I'll play Mental and Breeze. Perhaps Ivy for the last kit? -wanders off to find pics-
The massive tom lifted his head to reveal needle-sharp fangs to Omen, telling him to simply leave already. He blinked once, the only signs of gratitude Omen would get before looking down at the tiny scraps, a slight look of boredom in his eyes as he lay huddled up to Molly.
A loud squeal left the open pink mouth as the small tom searched for the milk of his mother, feeling the warmth of her belly, but not the hardness of her teats. His small mouth searched her belly until it closed around a teat, beginning to suck greedily at the substance and kick at any kits near him that posed as a threat for deprivage of food.
The small she-kit laid huddled up to her mother's stomach, having given up searching for her teats and crying for help after a few seconds. Her tiny belly grumbled quietly as she stared at the darkness of the world, refusing to budge. [/color] |
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