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Post by Featherheart on Jan 16, 2014 19:27:37 GMT -5
Featherheart was stretched out her white fur in a patch of sunlight, she purred quietly enjoying the warmth it brought. She had just talked to the leader of the clan, deciding she wanted to be a queen. Her light blue eyes scanned the camp, she had never really thought about who would be the father of her kits and now was a better time then ever. Featherheart shook her head and licked down her chest, there was no hurry and she was sure he would find her. The tip of her tail twitched nervously as she thought about the danger her kits would be brought into, she also thought about what it would be like to be a mother. The she-cat sat up and groomed her right paw sliding it over her ear a few times, then moved onto the other ear. |
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Post by Flamestorm on Jan 18, 2014 21:32:47 GMT -5
"Greetings, Featherheart," Flamestorm meowed, cautiously making his way toward the queen. He was always careful around queens because of the way they often acted. Many of them were extremely moody during pregnancy, which was something that the young tom would never understand, so Flamestorm always felt it best to tread very lightly near pregnant or nursing she-cats in the Clan. Often enough, he'd gone into the nursery to deliver fresh-kill to one of the queens and they'd (metaphorically) bit his head off for either giving them something they didn't like or for being near their kittens, so Flamestorm had certainly learned his lesson.
However, he decided that he felt like socializing, so he continued on, "Are you expecting at this time, Featherheart?" Flamestorm honestly wasn't actually sure if Featherheart was pregnant or not - he'd heard rumors, but he hadn't spoken to her recently enough to know if those rumors were actually true. Maybe he'd even heard the rumors many moons before and the she-cat had a miscarriage or something along those lines and Flamestorm was simply very late.
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Post by Featherheart on Jan 19, 2014 21:52:17 GMT -5
Featherheart smiled "Hello Flamestorm" she meowed sounding extremely friendly. She laughed softly and shook her head "No, not yet" She mewed "Hopefully it wont be long before i am expecting" she could not help but sound excited and a little disappointed as she thought about how long she might have to wait before she found a father for her kits. Featherheart twitched her tail anxiously then relaxed licking down her shoulder. "I could see why you would think that, after all only cats whom are expecting go to the queens den, but no, i wanted to be moved because i will be trying to have kits." she purred again being overflowed with the joy of having her own kits.
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