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Post by Vixen Bloodscream on Aug 15, 2009 19:44:40 GMT -5
Vixen slumped in an empty, hollowed out tree, and groaned "Ererrrrrgh.." Her mind was racing. Was she really giving birth to kits? She sighed, and tryed to relax. Her tail twitched. She looked at Accalia, then saw Echo coming to meet them.
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Post by Accalia Stormfur on Aug 15, 2009 19:45:38 GMT -5
Accalia sat next to Vixen and cast a worried glance at her to make sure she was going to be okay, the kit/s where different going to arrive soon she wondered what they would be like.
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Post by Echo Riverstone on Aug 15, 2009 19:47:17 GMT -5
Echo sighed, feeling bad, but everybody had to bend the rules some times, she stepped forward, and nodded to her medicine cat,
"When do you think the birth will happen? I need to go get the father of this kit(s)"
She replied, feeling anxios.
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Post by Accalia Stormfur on Aug 15, 2009 19:48:55 GMT -5
Accalia turned her gaze to Echo and dipped her head before she replied in a low voice so no one in the area if there was anyone would here.
"If you run and get him now you should be just in time"
She said before glancing back at Vixen.
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Post by Vixen Bloodscream on Aug 15, 2009 19:49:44 GMT -5
Vixen started getting grumpy because of the pain "How do you expect me to know?" She sighed, and changed her answer "Very soon, most likely."
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Post by Echo Riverstone on Aug 15, 2009 19:54:29 GMT -5
Echo nodded, and sped towards Scarclan camp, she entered, stealthy, and silent, and grabbed Shepperd.
"Shepperd, come now, Vixen is giving birth."
With this, she jumped from the clearing, without being seen, and into the forest.
Shepperd looked at his siter, Dumbstruck, and ran to his leader,
"I think I will go hunting wiht Echo She told me to..."
He said, not waiting for a reply, he launched himself into the forest, after her.
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Post by Accalia Stormfur on Aug 15, 2009 19:55:09 GMT -5
((Going over to Faith's account okay?))
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Post by Vixen Bloodscream on Aug 15, 2009 19:59:30 GMT -5
Vixen felt the pains starting. She twitched her paws.
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Post by Faith Bloodheart on Aug 15, 2009 20:01:43 GMT -5
Accalia waited in silence she knew the kit was coming and it was coming now she glanced around wondering where Echo and Vixen's mate were.
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Post by Echo Riverstone on Aug 15, 2009 21:10:17 GMT -5
Echo sat in silence, as Shepperd fidgitid uncontrollably,
"Be still you fool"
She hissed quietly, offering her assistance to the medicine cat.
Shepper felt a bit dumb, but all in all, was excited, he was to be a father!
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Post by Vixen Bloodscream on Aug 16, 2009 12:08:22 GMT -5
Vixen only squeaked at the birthing pains. She pushed very hard, breathing heavily as she felt one coming. Her body twitched as she saw the head. Pushing harder than before, the body emerged, and her instincts quickly took over. She licked the fur from the tail to the head, instead of head to tail, to warm it up.
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Post by Faith Bloodheart on Aug 18, 2009 1:33:11 GMT -5
"Mew" Came the strong yet pitiful mew of the young kit, her eyes clamp shut she was oblivious to the big world around her. All she could do now was breathe in and out as she felt the warm lick of her mother. But something was wrong she felt herself begin to gasp for air, there was something wrong with her air hole.
Accalia gasped, "Quick she can't breathe properly" She cried out as she watched the beautiful kit begin to gasp for breath. Don't panic she told herself, "Keep licking her till she can breath" She replied in a clam voice even through she was sacred inside.
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Post by Echo Riverstone on Aug 18, 2009 10:49:40 GMT -5
Echo's heartbeat quickend, she was fearful for the kit, it was obviosly, to the eye that knew, her brothers kit. Echo stepped in, and began licking the kit as well, slowly, and along with the rasp of her mother's.
Shepperd stood, frozen, by the cat's icey eyes, just like his. He then saw what was happening, and his fur stood up, he was fearful, she would not live.
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Post by Vixen Bloodscream on Aug 18, 2009 12:36:10 GMT -5
Her eyes were calm, she knew the kit would live. It was a strong one. She kept on licking and licking the kit. "Come on, my kit, breathe" She said softly and motherly like. Her world was around the kit now. She was so beautiful. The tortie fur like hers, her white chest. She continued licking, in the hopes of having the kit come back to life.
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Post by Faith Bloodheart on Aug 18, 2009 20:47:24 GMT -5
Finally the small kitten gave a mew of protest as she regain her breathing to a steady pace, she felt another cats tongue on her, it was a females but it wasn't her mother. Climbing slowly to her paws she wobbled and then fell back down, but she was determind to get the sweet smelling milk that was only a little bit away from her. Slowly on wobbly paws she made it over.
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