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Post by Midnightstar on Oct 10, 2011 11:07:02 GMT -6
Midnightstar sat in front of her den, purring as she watched over her Clan and looked down at her large belly. She crouched to clean the fur, knowing that her first litter of kits were going to be great!
Suddenly, a horrible pain gripped the ThunderClan leader and Midnightstar fell to her side, her claws shredding the earth. "Help!!" She yowled.
A she-kit came and Midnighstar reached to nip the sack around the kit, but couldn't, "Help her! I can't.." She gasped as the other came, pushing the she-kit forward enough for Midnightstar to nip the sack and set her close to her belly, though some cat had to be fast- she couldn't reach the tom.
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Post by flyaway on Oct 10, 2011 11:39:07 GMT -6
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My Heart's A Stereo It beats for your, so listen close. Hear my thoughts in every note. Make me your radio, turn me up when you feel low. This melody was meant for you. Just sing along to my stereo. Oh oh oh oh To my stereo, oh oh oh oh. So sing along to my stereo.
In the middle of the terrorizing moment, Midnightstar's kits' savior came to the grand old rescue. At first, he'd only come because he heard an agonized yowling of "help". Jasperpaw just then realized that he recalled his leader was pregnant, starting with the mood swings and ending with the bloated belly. He raced to the dark colored leader's side, and frantically wondered what was wrong. He looked at the two kits before him, and realized one was covered in a translucent film, mixed with so tissue and blood. Wait, kits couldn't breathe until the covering was taken off. One of Midnightstar's kits were suffocating!
"Oh my StarClan, Midnightstar! W-what do I do?!” He asked nervously, looking at his leader with a worried expression glazing his yellow eyes. |
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Post by Midnightstar on Oct 10, 2011 11:50:56 GMT -6
"Just gently nip the sack and place him by my belly to suckle!" Midnightstar instructed quickly. "Hurry- he'll die! I can't reach him..." Please, my kit, don't die! She thought.
Dawnkit suckled, wasn't there another kit? Will that one be okay? She wondered. The kit let out a mewl.
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Post by flyaway on Oct 10, 2011 14:18:30 GMT -6
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My Heart's A Stereo It beats for your, so listen close. Hear my thoughts in every note. Make me your radio, turn me up when you feel low. This melody was meant for you. Just sing along to my stereo. Oh oh oh oh To my stereo, oh oh oh oh. So sing along to my stereo.
Jasperpaw's ears picked up his rapid heartbeat, and the blood in his ears roaring like a ticked lion calling a battle cry. The Abyssinian looked at the helpless pink body that was plastered with small tuffs of dark gray fur. Eyes closed, ears blocked away and unable to hear the things surrounding the newborn tom. The apprentice stared, frozen by the chilling, times toping emotion of fear.
“Just gently nip the sack and place him by my belly to suckle! Hurry--He'll die! I can't reach him..” Those desperate instructions snapped him back into the terrorizing reality. Jasperpaw rushed over to the small kit that drowned in nothing but the film sack. His rusty muzzle was beside the newborn's head, and he took a brave bite, creating an opening in the covering. The Abyssinian spat out the unedible bit of film onto the ground of the ThunderClan camp, and looked back at Midnightstar's struggling kit. He knew that he had to act fast, considering that the kit needed his mother's milk to survive.
Jaspy gently picked up the kit where the scruff would be, holding the fragile piece of pink with a light bite of his teeth. The ThunderClan apprentice ran swiftly to Midnightstar, setting the child beside his sister. Mission? Accomplished. |
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Post by Midnightstar on Oct 10, 2011 14:41:52 GMT -6
Duskkit sensed his mother and instantly kneaded, trying to get as much milk as he could.
"Thanks, Jasperpaw.. You saved him." Midnightstar meowed gratefully, beginning to clean her kits' pelts.
(Does Jasperpaw have a mentor?)
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Post by Nothing on Oct 30, 2011 1:31:19 GMT -6
Fleetingthunder rushed up to them, concerned etched on the long-furred maine coon's face. He'd heard the cry all the way out from the den, and he had recognized it. Midnightstar, it had to be. The medicine cat had known that mewl ever since the leader had been a young kit. It was a hard thing to forget.
"Don't worry," he meowed, handing the she-cat some herbs, "It's fine." He soothed her, and his green eyes flicked to Jasperpaw, "Well done lad. I think... she can manage now." Then he leaned closer and whispered to her, "If you need me, I'll be in my den." Those were words he never would have said before.
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