Kitting Topic

Nightflower was pacing by the nursery entrance, fat with kits, as she had not told anyone she was expecting. They all probably think I'm eating prey while hunting... She thought nervously, feeling a sharp, but sudden pain. Her belly started to churn with pain as she let out a gasp. "Willowwisp! Squirrelstar! Leopardclaw!"

Leopardclaw was sitting eating a mouse (:3) when he heard his mate yowel. He bounded over to her side "What, what is it?" He asked. Her stomach probably exploded... he thought to himself...

Ooc: Leopardclaw has a horrible sense of humor.. ._.

Squirrelstar looked up, noticing her daughter, fat with kits. She padded over. "Eating prey while hunting?" she joked, even though she knew that kits were squirming in there. Because she's older than time. She nudged her daughter into the nursery and settled her down into a nest next to her own. Squirrelstar was also slightly round.

Nightflower let out another yelp of pain as she felt the first and only kit coming. "Squirrelstar!"

"Why are you- Oh... you're having kits.. Why didn't you tell me?" He mewed confused. He didn't know what to do...

Nightflower felt a wave of pain. Before she had time to reply, a bundle of black and white fur plopped onto the moss.

Leopardclaw bent down and licked the kit. "Welcome." He meowed.

Nightflower let out a gasp as the pain stopped, and she gave the kit a lick. "Welcome, little one." She nuzzled Leopardclaw.