Wickeddream623
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Hmm so I'm doing great everyone and to store Dawn Streak's dialogue color it's 9c095c
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Post by Wickeddream623 on Aug 18, 2017 16:39:14 GMT
Dawn Streak huffed with pain as her side rippled with agony, hazel eyes glazed over as she stared at the roots twisting above her. Her teeth dug into a stick, keeping the pain from overwhelming her being. Her first litter of kits were coming at last.
'Sister...I wish you were here to see this,' the auburn she-cat thought as her chest heaved again, filled with emotion. They had come so far, and Dawn Streak couldn't think of a better place to raise her kits than here with her beloved mate.
They had been living in their new home for what seemed like only a few sunrises. During this short period of time, Dawn Streak almost felt like the whole world was righting itself for the first time since her sister died. Tall Pine and the rest of the tribe worked so hard to build a new life, weaving roots and pine needles together to create camp. Dawn Streak and her mate had established an organized cycle of hunting groups, as well as the occasional patrol to make sure no sinister animal was on the loose nearby.
All was well. The pain of the kitting seemed so distant, a tiny payment for the joy that she had come to find in this new beginning. Looking away from the natural ceiling, Dawn Streak watched patiently for her mate to come to her side.
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Storm
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Post by Storm on Aug 18, 2017 22:46:19 GMT
Tall Pine skidded into the den, running to his mate's side. "I... I missed it!" He panted, his voice heartbroken. "I... I missed it." He nudged her side gently, his eyes widening as he saw his kits. All of them safe and healthy. "Dawn, they're beautiful." He buried his nose in her fur, laying down between the kits and the wall of roots that made up the den. A deep pure rumbled in his chest. "What will we name them?" He murmured.
Forest's Light mewled softly, moving closer to the warm, milky scent she had grown accustomed to in her short life. She turned, confused as another warm being appeared beside her. Slowly, slowly she crawled towards it, burying her in it's fur.
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Post by Squirrelly on Aug 18, 2017 23:34:33 GMT
The young she-kit didn´t really think much, just knew that she was hungry and cold. She felt the warmth of the fur of her mother and buried into it, then instinctively searched for the milk that she would be nourished with. Eagerly, she drank the warm liquid her mother produced, ignoring the other wriggling forms beside her.
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Wickeddream623
dawn friends/admin
Head Admin
Hmm so I'm doing great everyone and to store Dawn Streak's dialogue color it's 9c095c
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Post by Wickeddream623 on Aug 19, 2017 14:16:08 GMT
Dawn Streak purred when her mate ran into the den where she lay, too excited to show him their kits to get irritated that he hadn't been there for when she was in labor. "Come see them, Tall Pine. Aren't they beautiful?" When one of the kits burrowed against their sibling's fur, she felt a rush of affection. They were very cute.
When Tall Pine asked what they should name them, Dawn Streak knew for sure what one of them would be. "She is Forest's Light." She touched one of the kit's foreheads with her muzzle to indicate which one Dawn Streak meant. The little she-cat reminded her of the few but glorious rays of sunlight that shone through the pine trees. "What do you think we should name this one?" She moved her muzzle to the other kit, wanting Tall Pine name some of the kits as well.
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Storm
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Post by Storm on Aug 31, 2017 3:47:37 GMT
OOC: sorry, totally blanked on this!! IC: Tall Pine purred and looked down on the two males of the group. "The red one's fur is as handsome and sleek as a fox in winter, so what about Fox's Pelt? And that one... his pelt is dusty, as if he's been playing already. Let's call him Dust Fur." His eyes roved the litter, picking out a pretty calico she-cat who was curled between two tabbies. "She's as beautiful as a flower from the land of the Star Cats, so Fallen Flower would suit her well, I think." He turned to his mate, his eyes shining with pride. "You should name the last few," He purred, nudging her gently.
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middy
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Post by middy on Sept 1, 2017 0:25:13 GMT
Amber Dawn began to feed on the delicious milk her mother produced. She shook as she felt pelts brush against her own. The tiny kit was only wanting to feed and sleep. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Fox's Pelt wasn't able to feed as all his siblings bumped him out. He cried out as he was cold and hungry. He desperatley tried to keep warm by nuzzling his siblings' bodies from behind.
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