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Later, Raven strolled casually out of the Sharpclaws' den, looking rather bored. -- No w I 'v e s ti ll   go t a   lo t o f f ig ht   le ft   in me  04:28, August 3, 2015 (UTC)

Crow kept his paw on Swiftfoot's throat. "Answer me!" Though this order was loud, his voice was nonthreatening.  Sil    ver    st    ar   19:55, August 3, 2015 (UTC)

Bird nosed the mouse. " Shall we go back in before it gets cold?" she looked up inquiringly at Night before an insect caught her eye. " Oooh!" she squealed and pounced on it. FIS H The Happy cat  20:14, August 3, 2015 (UTC)

Swiftfoot flattened her ears and responded, "Geez, chill, I'm just looking for something." Something that doesn't have a name.  "You know   what's   great   about   being   split   up?   I get   to   look   at   you."  - Ruby, Steven Universe  01:46, August 4, 2015 (UTC)

Crow snorted, hesitating before releasing the she-cat and stepping back. "What are you looking for in my Tribe's territory, pretty-paws?"  Sil    ver    st    ar   01:48, August 4, 2015 (UTC)

"A Clanmate that's gone missing." Swiftfoot kept her ears flattened but her voice was calm and quiet.  "You know   what's   great   about   being   split   up?   I get   to   look   at   you."  - Ruby, Steven Universe  02:13, August 4, 2015 (UTC)

Crow rolled his blue eyes, circling the molly. "I don't smell any FlameClan cats beside you. What are you really here for, m'lady? Spying?"  Sil    ver    st    ar   02:15, August 4, 2015 (UTC)

"Uh, no," Swiftfoot sighed. "I'm looking for a herb that grows here, if you must know."  "You know   what's   great   about   being   split   up?   I get   to   look   at   you."  - Ruby, Steven Universe  02:17, August 4, 2015 (UTC)

"How many excuses are you going to make, pretty-paws? If you wanna see my territory, all you have to do is ask. FlameClan couldn't hurt a fly. C'mon, follow me." Turning, Crow started to walk away, waiting for the newly made warrior to follow.  Sil    ver    st    ar   02:19, August 4, 2015 (UTC)

Swiftfoot shrugged and followed Crow.  "You know   what's   great   about   being   split   up?   I get   to   look   at   you."  - Ruby, Steven Universe  02:21, August 4, 2015 (UTC)

Crow lead the she-cat up the cliffs, motioning to her as he sat on the tallest one, nodding to the horizon. "Quite a romantic and pretty view, huh?"  Sil    ver    st    ar   02:22, August 4, 2015 (UTC)

"Yeah..." Swiftfoot lowered herself down next to Crow.  "You know   what's   great   about   being   split   up?   I get   to   look   at   you."  - Ruby, Steven Universe  02:24, August 4, 2015 (UTC)

(Fast forwarding to get this over with) After much flirting and sweet compliments, the two cats fell asleep together, Crow wrapped around Swiftfoot. However, once morning came, he was gone...As usual.  Sil    ver    st    ar   02:26, August 4, 2015 (UTC)

Swiftfoot woke, wondering where Crow was. I'll have to go back to camp...  "You know   what's   great   about   being   split   up?   I get   to   look   at   you."  - Ruby, Steven Universe  02:29, August 4, 2015 (UTC)

Crow returned to camp with a wave of is tail. "Ladies, I'm home!" (:P) He paused, his gaze falling on Burn, the softpaw looking as if he was dead. "What's up with you?" "....Nothing, sir...." Berry continued to swim.  Sil    ver    st    ar   02:30, August 4, 2015 (UTC)

Night purred as Bird landed on the insect, his tail waving in delight. "Maybe we should head back to camp before it gets too much colder," he choked out, after he had finally got himself to stop purring. -- No w I 'v e s ti ll   go t a   lo t o f f ig ht   le ft   in me  04:22, August 4, 2015 (UTC)

Bird wanted to make the dark tom laugh again, so she turned and chucked a pawful of frosty grass at his face. " What was that you said?"--- Shard shifted into a more comfortable position in his nest, frowning as he heard Burn's flat reply. ''Poor guy... ''he didn't know if he should comfort the tom or not... after all, what did he know? FIS H The Happy cat  19:14, August 4, 2015 (UTC)

"Uhh... nothing!" Fading Star Of Night Sky teased, the black tom's blue eyes bright. Meanwhile, Raven was looking for Crow. -- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  06:02, August 8, 2015 (UTC)

Bird purred (rhyme tho) and frisked around Night. " Come on lazy paws, let's return our fresh-kill to the cave," the ginger-and-white cat trotted off, excitedly tossing up more grass, finding it amusing to no end. FIS H The Happy cat  16:27, August 8, 2015 (UTC)

"Lazy!" Night teased lightly as Bird hared up the slope, as the dark-furred tom picked up the fresh-kill and followed. -- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  20:19, August 8, 2015 (UTC)

Bird stopped flinging around grass and waited for the dark tom, her blue eyes sparkling playfully. She fluffed up her fur slightly to keep out the night chill. She hadn't heard his earlier meow, but she nudged him playfully and took off again. " Race you to the cave!" FIS H The Happy cat  13:30, August 9, 2015 (UTC)

Night winked at Bird, and raced off back to the cave before the ginger she-cat could guess what was going on. -- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  04:45, August 10, 2015 (UTC)

Bird stared after him in shock for a few seconds before regaining herself and charging off after him. " That was cheating!" she wailed, though she wasn't really upset. FIS H The Happy cat  14:37, August 10, 2015 (UTC)

"Whatever!" Night teased, as he charged along. "Come on, girl, come on. You can do better!" -- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  05:01, August 11, 2015 (UTC)

Bird sniffed, but thundered after him, stumbling a little in the churned up snow that was the black tom's wake. She knew she'd never reach him. " I hope..." she panted, "... winning is worth being a cheating pile of- ahhh!" Bird tumbled into a snowdrift and fell into it face-first, her tail sticking out and lashing frantically as she tried to pull herself out. FIS H The Happy cat  14:05, August 11, 2015 (UTC)

Night stopped after this, before calling: "All right, Birdy?" -- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  05:41, August 13, 2015 (UTC)

(BIRDY lol) Bird managed to tumble out of the snowdrift. She spat snow from her mouth and shook it from her ears, feeling a bit lightheaded. Struggling to her paws, she stumbled in what she hoped was Night's direction. " Yeah...?" FIS H The Happy cat  13:35, August 13, 2015 (UTC)

(yeah. inspired by my re teacher #brambleisthequeenofnicknames :D) Night nodded slowly as Bird came out of the snowdrift in his direction. "Good on ya, Birdy, good on ya." -- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  07:15, August 14, 2015 (UTC)

Bird(y) shot him a quizzical look before heaving herself up. She groaned and experiementally flicked her tail. " I feel so..." suddenly, her eyes brightened and her muscles tensed. " Race you! Ha!" the young she-cat dropped her suffering demeanor and dashed away. FIS H The Happy cat  19:45, August 14, 2015 (UTC)

(Since I'm really lazy) After many long, painful moments, Nightgazer had two kits, both black, at her stomach. Heavy Rain in Dark Sky for the shekit and Blackbird that Flies Swiftly for the tom.  "You know   what's   great   about   being   split   up?   I get   to   look   at   you."  - Ruby, Steven Universe  21:16, August 15, 2015 (UTC)

Crow paced outside of camp, his blue eyes glowing. His kits...Most of them had been born, but what if they turned against him and didn't work for him? What if they fought against him? The black tom flexed his claws. He could not risk any traitors. Now that the parents had noticed that he was simply having a one-night stand, they'd hate him. They'd want him dead...They'd want their kits to kill him. Falling Stars, FlameClan, DarkClan, it wouldn't matter where they were from...The only way to survive was to kill his own kits. So he would.  Sil    ver    st    ar   21:33, August 15, 2015 (UTC)

(nooo Crow, don't touch my babies >:D) Bird frowned. Something within her tingled, the feeling that something bad was going to happen. ''What is it...? ''She was a Navigator, she knew when something went wrong. (dun't worry Whiskers, she won't find out). FIS H The Happy cat  21:34, August 15, 2015 (UTC)

"Oi!" Night hissed playfully as he started to hare after Bird. "You cheater!" -- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  23:14, August 15, 2015 (UTC)

Weedkit and Sparkkit looked up at Featherwhisp in confusion. "Where are we?" Sparkkit squeaked, batting at her mothers tail playfully. "This is your new home now.." Featherwhisp murmered, trying to hide the pain within her. Suddenly, she paused, glancing down at the ground. ''But what if..I joined this Clan? Then, FlameClan would never know.. and at the least, they would just presume I was dead. '' Blood doesn't  always  have  to  mean  death  19:31, August 16, 2015 (UTC)

(Hmmmm...They may be Crow's first kills. >:D) Shadekit stumbled over her paws as she tumbled after her mother. "M-Momma? Where are we? I'm tired. And hungry. And scared!"  Sil    ver    st    ar   19:34, August 16, 2015 (UTC)

(That's the plan :D Also, Featherwhisp will die protecting them if that's okay) Featherwhisp rose her head, blocking out the small, quiet mewls of her kits. ''Then it's settled. I'm living here now with my kits.. '' Blood doesn't  always  have  to  mean  death  19:39, August 16, 2015 (UTC)

(Sure thing) Crow stiffened as the scent of an intruder wafted past his nose...They reeked of FlameClan! Swallowing a growl, Crow tracked the intruder, stalking about in some brambles. Eventually, he found her. ''Ah, that was my first fling...My kits are here...My enemies are here...This she-cat will turn them against me, and I cannot risk that. They must die!'' With a roar, the tall black tom flung himself from the bushes, his claws unsheathed as he lashed out at Weedkit.  Sil    ver    st    ar   19:44, August 16, 2015 (UTC)

Featherwhisp widened her eyes as she watched Crow leap at her newborn kits. With a growl, she leaped forward, coming one to one with him. "Crow, you idiot! What in StarClan are you doing!? These are your kits! Our kits!" Blood doesn't  always  have  to  mean  death  19:45, August 16, 2015 (UTC)

(-quietly watches drama-)  "You know   what's   great   about   being   split   up?   I get   to   look   at   you."  - Ruby, Steven Universe  19:47, August 16, 2015 (UTC)

"They have my blood, and my blood is what is wanted! You will turn them against me, they will try to kill me, so I'll kill them before that happens!" The black tom spat, striking out at the she-cat's neck with a large paw. "And no-one will get in my way!!"  Sil    ver    st    ar   19:48, August 16, 2015 (UTC)

Featherwhisp let out a sharp hiss of pain, watching her former mate. "Turn them against you? How stupid are you!? I brought them here for a reason! I couldn't risk my Clan finding out!" Suddenly, she paused, coughing up a pool of blood. Blood doesn't  always  have  to  mean  death  19:50, August 16, 2015 (UTC)

Crow bared his fangs, barreling the she-cat over. "Liar!! You just came here to try and kill me!" Curling a lip, the tom dug his fangs into the molly's soft neck.  Sil    ver    st    ar   19:53, August 16, 2015 (UTC)

Featherwhisp let out a sharp cry of pain, but it was cut short before she fell down dead, a massive pool of blood forming around her now cold body. "Mom!" Weedkit cried, Sparkkit and him both rushing to her side. "No!" Blood doesn't  always  have  to  mean  death  19:57, August 16, 2015 (UTC)

Shadekit remained glued to her spot, her eyes round with fear as Crow lunged forward, easily snapping the young kitten's neck in his powerful jaws.  Sil    ver    st    ar   20:03, August 16, 2015 (UTC)

Sparkkit flexed her small, weak claws, pain revealing in her gaze. Weedkit stood in front of his sister, Sparkkit, tembling with fear. "Dad, why!?" Letting out a squeal of fear, the two kits backed away, knowing that they too would die. Blood doesn't  always  have  to  mean  death  20:05, August 16, 2015 (UTC)

Refusing to respond, Crow raised his massive paw once more, swinging at the two kits, smirking as he felt his claws connect with their soft flesh.  Sil    ver    st    ar   20:08, August 16, 2015 (UTC)

Sparkkit and Weedkit let out a small, weak cry before falling onto the ground, laying in a pool of blood beside their mother and Shadekit. Blood doesn't  always  have  to  mean  death  20:10, August 16, 2015 (UTC)

(.........) Raven sat on the ledge of a cliff. -- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  06:53, August 18, 2015 (UTC)

(sorry brams, didnt see your post) Bird shrieked with laughter as she neared the cave, calling back over her shoulder: " Look who's talking!" FIS H The Happy cat  15:03, August 19, 2015 (UTC)

At midnight, Crow crept from his den, entering the nursery without a sound, studying his newborn kits he had with Nightgazer. They had to die as well. With swift movements, Crow killed his two kits, exiting the nursery not long later.  Sil    ver    st    ar   19:00, August 22, 2015 (UTC)

Night still hared on, getting closer to Bird. "You wish!" -- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  00:52, August 23, 2015 (UTC)

" Hah!" Bird called, churning her legs faster. His breath was hot on her heels as she collapsed in the cave, panting out... " Tie..." FIS H The Happy cat  13:44, August 24, 2015 (UTC)

After the battle, Night was near Bird, after having buried his sister's body after her death in battle. Meanwhile, Wren was scampering across camp, the recently appointed Softpaw's eyes alight with playfulness as she chased a feather in the air. -- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  22:11, September 11, 2015 (UTC)

Eagle stepped into his camp before stiffening slightly. Things had changed so much...From what he had learned, his Tribe was, well, no longer a tribe, they took on the formation of The Ancients. Would he change the formation back? He really didn't know...  St    or    ms    ta    r   22:15, September 11, 2015 (UTC)

Night shifted his head into Eagle's direction as the black grizzled tom came into the camp. -- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  22:17, September 11, 2015 (UTC)

Eagle glanced over his shoulder at Crow, the severly injured tom being escorted by four Soldi- er, "Sharpclaws". "Place him in a den and guard it, he's our prisoner now."  St    or    ms    ta    r   22:18, September 11, 2015 (UTC)

Wren looked surprised, stopping as she saw some Sharpclaws locking up Crow. "Why is our leader being locked up?" she howled. She didn't know life before the Tribe, only the life of the Ancients... and only Crow as leader... -- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  22:21, September 11, 2015 (UTC)

Bird hissed at Crow from her position close to Night, pure hatred glowing in her eyes for the fighting and grief he'd caused. She dipped her head respectfully towards Eagle before staring at Night with soft eyes. " I know you and Raven didn't get along very well, but you must miss her." Where you te nd  a ro  se ,m  y l  ad,  A this  tle ca  nnot grow  22:24, September 11, 2015 (UTC)

Night bowed his head. "Yeah, I do, even if I wasn't overly close with her." His voice was heavy as he spoke. "See what battle does? My father died in battle too... I hope I don't suffer the same fate." -- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  22:26, September 11, 2015 (UTC)

Eagle paused as the softpaw let out a howl, turning to her, and then the nearby sharpclaws. "Who is that...?"  St    or    ms    ta    r   22:28, September 11, 2015 (UTC)

Bird stretched up her tail to wrap it around her mate's (squee) shoulder. At the thought of Night's death, a sharp jolt of pain pierced her heart. ''He won't die. I'd never let him. ''" Battle is cruel, and only the most lowly of cats ever use it. And wherever you go, Night, whatever you do... I'll be beside you. Always." Where you te nd  a ro  se ,m  y l  ad,  A this  tle ca  nnot grow  22:30, September 11, 2015 (UTC)

Night purred as Bird pressed against him. He was happy he had a mate like her. Meanwhile, Wren froze at Eagle's response. -- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  22:32, September 11, 2015 (UTC)

Shard's body had been buried by Bird, who had known the tom since he was a kit. She had felt saddened at his death, but hadn't liked him due to his troublesome and bloodthirsty nature. ''Let's just forget that battle... maybe I can go back to being a navigator again... '' Where you te nd  a ro  se ,m  y l  ad,  A this  tle ca  nnot grow  22:34, September 11, 2015 (UTC)

Night nodded slowly. 'I want to forget.... but it's hard..." -- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  22:36, September 11, 2015 (UTC)

(LOL HE JUST READ HER MIND). Bird sighed. " I know. I can still hear them and see them die..." she shuddered. Where you te nd  a ro  se ,m  y l  ad,  A this  tle ca  nnot grow  22:45, September 11, 2015 (UTC)

(LOL) Night rested his tail on Bird's shoulder. "It's okay, my sweet... we'll get through this together..." -- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  22:47, September 11, 2015 (UTC)

Bird pressed close to her mate, heart too full for words. Where you te nd  a ro  se ,m  y l  ad,  A this  tle ca  nnot grow  22:51, September 11, 2015 (UTC)

Night purred alongside his mate. -- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  22:53, September 11, 2015 (UTC)

Bird closed her eyes and hoped that Eagle would restore the previous positions so she could do what she loved. Where you te nd  a ro  se ,m  y l  ad,  A this  tle ca  nnot grow  22:55, September 11, 2015 (UTC)

Wren continued to stare at Eagle, while Night was still as he stayed by his mate. -- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  23:06, September 11, 2015 (UTC)

Two moons later, Bird sought out Night. She had been feeling weird and uncomfortable over the past few days. They had no healer since Nightgazer died, so Bird couldn't consult with anyone over what was wrong with her. But then yesterday, awakening from terrible cramps in her stomach, she'd felt something. Something incredible. And now, happiness and love surging through her, she knew what it was. And she needed to tell Night. The she-cat, who had been finding her appetite and size increasing over the past sunrises, rose from her place by the fresh-kill pile and padded over to the black tom. Where you te nd  a ro  se ,m  y l  ad,  A this  tle ca  nnot grow  19:24, September 23, 2015 (UTC)

(<33333333333) Night was sunbathing outside the sharpclaw's den when he saw Bird. "What is it, my love?" he mewed, his mouth stretching into a yawn. -- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  19:31, September 23, 2015 (UTC)

(*throws confetti*) Bird's heart fluttered. She sat down beside her mate, curling her tail around his shoulders. The ginger-and-white she-cat hesitated, not knowing how to break the news. She shuffled her paws shyly, meeting his gaze with her round blue eyes. " Night... you made me feeling like I belonged somewhere. You've given me courage when I thought I was a coward. I-I love you more than I ever imagined I'd love somebody..." here, her voice dropped. " And I feel the same way about our kits." Where you te nd  a ro  se ,m  y l  ad,  A this  tle ca  nnot grow  19:36, September 23, 2015 (UTC)

(aaaaaah <3) Night stared in shock at Bird. Wh-What?? He couldn't believe it - he was so unsure. Was Bird, sweet Bird, the love of his life, expecting his kits?? "You're - you're kidding," the black tom mewed hoarsely, shocked and in disbelief. -- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  19:39, September 23, 2015 (UTC)

(Brams, you and I should work out a kitting date <3) Bird's eyes were soft and loving. " No, my love, it's true. We'll have a family within the next two moons." Where you te nd  a ro  se ,m  y l  ad,  A this  tle ca  nnot grow  19:41, September 23, 2015 (UTC)

(Yeah. I'm all good - sometime in October for sure, but no later than the 8th of October) Night broke out into a purr. "Oh Bird... You're so amazing..." -- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  19:43, September 23, 2015 (UTC)

(works for me. I'd sayyyy, your next week Saturday?) Bird's own purr joined his. "... I love you." Where you te nd  a ro  se ,m  y l  ad,  A this  tle ca  nnot grow  19:45, September 23, 2015 (UTC)

(so that's the 3rd my time? All good) "I love you too, Bird," Night purred. -- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  19:47, September 23, 2015 (UTC)

(yessir, the 3rd for you). Bird's heart swelled with happiness and content, pressing her flank against his. " I wonder how many kits we'll have..." she mused. Where you te nd  a ro  se ,m  y l  ad,  A this  tle ca  nnot grow  19:49, September 23, 2015 (UTC)

(cool. c: That's fine) Night let Bird press against his side, the smaller she-cat standing there beside him. "We'll see, my love..." the black tom mewed quietly. "...We'll just have to wait a while to meet our kits..." -- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  05:14, September 24, 2015 (UTC)

Eagle rested in his den, gazing outside at his...er, tribe. Things were slowly going back to normal, however, the leader still didn't have a heir, which could pose a problem.  St    or    ms    ta    r   22:29, September 29, 2015 (UTC)

Night was fi=using over Bird, seeing as the ginger and white queen was getting closer to kitting with each passing day. -- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  22:31, September 29, 2015 (UTC)

( do they have their old positions back or no). Bird shooed off her mate, eyes warm. " Oh, stop-" she broke off with a grunt as craps gripped her stomach. Where you te nd  a ro  se ,m  y l  ad,  A this  tle ca  nnot grow  22:47, September 29, 2015 (UTC)

"Oh, Birdy, I'm just making sure I do the best for your kits," Night mewed, slightly teasingly, at his mate. Meanwhile, Wren was out of camp. -- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  22:49, September 29, 2015 (UTC)

" I know," Bird said a little more tartly than usual as she was coping with lots of pain. Where you te nd  a ro  se ,m  y l  ad,  A this  tle ca  nnot grow  22:57, September 29, 2015 (UTC)

Night put a few finishing touches to Bird's nest, before sitting beside her. "How long until you reckon...?" His voice trailed off. -- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  23:06, September 29, 2015 (UTC)

Bird settled down into the nest he had made her, grateful for the comfort it gave her. She looked up at him, struggling to focus through the splitting headache she had. " What? Oh, yes. Not long. A few more days, my love." Where you te nd  a ro  se ,m  y l  ad,  A this  tle ca  nnot grow  21:36, September 30, 2015 (UTC)

"Mmm okay," Night mewed, his voice soft as he purred. "Do you want me to fetch something from the fresh-kill pile, or do you want to do it yourself?" -- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  21:40, September 30, 2015 (UTC)

Bird didn't want to appear weak, so she struggled to her paws, only to be hit by a wave of naseua. " I'll get it- myself," she groaned, staggering forwards. Where you te nd  a ro  se ,m  y l  ad,  A this  tle ca  nnot grow  21:42, September 30, 2015 (UTC)

(fun is about to begin) Night was unsure, but he shrugged anyway. "Okay, if you're sure..." -- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  21:43, September 30, 2015 (UTC)

(aye tis). A few steps away from her nest, a painful cramp struck Bird's stomach. She dropped into a crouch, tail beginning to lash with pain. Bird waited for the pain to subside, but it came back with intensity. Her blue eyes widened in fear, only one explanation for what was happening to her. The ginger-and-white cat staggered to the ground, the whites of her eyes showing. "...they're...early!" Where you te nd  a ro  se ,m  y l  ad,  A this  tle ca  nnot grow  21:46, September 30, 2015 (UTC)

Night started to freak. "I should've got the prey for you!" he hissed in annoyance, running around in panic as he tried to find a cat who would help. -- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  21:48, September 30, 2015 (UTC)

Ripples coursed through Bird's stomach as she dug her claws into the cave floor, letting out a shriek of pain. Where you te nd  a ro  se ,m  y l  ad,  A this  tle ca  nnot grow  21:51, September 30, 2015 (UTC)

"Bird's kitting!" Night mewed loudly in frustration, hoping a cat would come out and help, before he returned to his mate's side. -- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  21:55, September 30, 2015 (UTC)

Bird was enveloped in pain. With an earspittling shriek, her first kit was born- a she-cat. Bird instinctively leaned forwards to lick the kit as it wailied loudly (that's Moth). Where you te nd  a ro  se ,m  y l  ad,  A this  tle ca  nnot grow  22:14, September 30, 2015 (UTC)

(mine next wheee) Night leaned over to see his first kit being born. She's beautiful...v-- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  22:15, September 30, 2015 (UTC)

Bird breathed in her daughter's scent, something awakening within her. Her heart blossomed with love and a fierce protective instrinct, vowing to protect this beautiful fragile life to her very last breath. The she-cat wailed, her eyes sown shut and ears plastered against her head. Bird guided her to her belly and watched with warm eyes as she began to suckle. She then broke off with another scream as her next kit was about to be born. Where you te nd  a ro  se ,m  y l  ad,  A this  tle ca  nnot grow  22:19, September 30, 2015 (UTC)

Night waited for the next kit to come. Meanwhile, Wren returned to camp. -- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  22:21, September 30, 2015 (UTC)

Bird gritted her teeth agains the pain as her next kit entered the world. It was another female. Bird purred and licked her second daughter, nudging her beside the first daughter. Her head fell back on the ground and she stared up at Night, blue eyes exhausted but loving. " These are your kits, my love..." Where you te nd  a ro  se ,m  y l  ad,  A this  tle ca  nnot grow  22:25, September 30, 2015 (UTC)

(babes <333) Night stared at his two daughters. "...They're both beautiful, Bird... Just like you..." -- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  22:27, September 30, 2015 (UTC)

(<3) Bird sighed softly in content, wrapping herself around her two newborns. Their tiny, fluttering heartbeats merged with hers. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a moth fluttering in the shade nearby. Bird gestured to the flecked it beside her. "... this is Moth That Hides in Shade, if you don't mind." Where you te nd  a ro  se ,m  y l  ad,  A this  tle ca  nnot grow  22:31, September 30, 2015 (UTC)

Night nodded, laying his eyes on his firstborn kit. "That's a pretty name... What about this one?" He flicked his tail towards the younger she-kit, who was tortoiseshell-and-white, and as he did so, a light breeze ruffled the air, and Night saw some leaves swaying in the breeze - sorrel leaves. "...Can her name be Sorrel Leaves Swaying In Breeze?" -- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  22:36, September 30, 2015 (UTC)

" That's pretty. Very pretty." Bird said softly, stroking her kits with her tail. Where you te nd  a ro  se ,m  y l  ad,  A this  tle ca  nnot grow  22:41, September 30, 2015 (UTC)

"Moth and Sorrel," Night breathed under his breath, purring. Meanwhile, Wren entered camp, only to find Night and Bird near the fresh-kill pile with their new kits. "..." -- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  22:43, September 30, 2015 (UTC)

" Moth and Sorrel." Bird nodded. Moth leto ut a wail and kneaded at Bird's stomach with her paws. Where you te nd  a ro  se ,m  y l  ad,  A this  tle ca  nnot grow  22:45, September 30, 2015 (UTC)

Sorrel mewled, and tried to butt Moth out of the way. -- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  22:46, September 30, 2015 (UTC)

Moss looked around her beloved Clan. Part of her wished that Crow was still here, but the other part was glad he was gone. They can stretch me out like canvas, but I ain't ever  gonna fit in their frame!  18:03, October 3, 2015 (UTC)

(Crow's still here, he's a prisoner...) Eagle rested his head on his paws. He needed a heir, incase someone actually did kill him...But he had no mate. Shame.  St    or    ms    ta    r   18:04, October 3, 2015 (UTC)

Moth screamed quite loudly for a newborn kit, churning her paws at Sorrel while Bird hushed her daughter. Where you te nd  a ro  se ,m  y l  ad,  A this  tle ca  nnot grow  18:08, October 3, 2015 (UTC)

(oh haha XD I haven't rp'd here since my dawn days so..) Moss sniffed the air and felt thunderstruck with love for her Clan. They can stretch me out like canvas, but I ain't ever  gonna fit in their frame!  18:09, October 3, 2015 (UTC)

Sorrel mewled fiercely at Moth as she sent paws flying the other she-kit's way. -- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  19:03, October 3, 2015 (UTC)

(Moss needs a mate; I'm thinking from a different Clan >:D cuz all I have in that "category" is LightningxFury, and that's gonna end *spoiler* sooooon) Moss decided to go hunting; she needed a break from her busy duties. They can stretch me out like canvas, but I ain't ever  gonna fit in their frame!  19:06, October 3, 2015 (UTC)

The ticked she-cat let out an angry whimper at the onslaught from her sister rolled on top of her. Where you te nd  a ro  se ,m  y l  ad,  A this  tle ca  nnot grow  19:08, October 3, 2015 (UTC)

Moss exited the camp and went out to hunt. They can stretch me out like canvas, but I ain't ever  gonna fit in their frame!  19:10, October 3, 2015 (UTC)

Sorrel grunted. Meanwhile, Wren left camp again. -- T h e   s h a d o w s   r u n   l o n g   a s   t h e   s u n s e t   f a l l s  19:25, October 3, 2015 (UTC)

It had been two moons since Moth was born. The ticked she-cat hadn't opened her eyes yet, and didn't quite want to. ''I wonder if Sorrel;s eyes are open yet. ''    D o n 't  t hi n k  D o n 't  s e e  J u s t  b e l i e v e.  23:09, October 16, 2015 (UTC)

(...woahh) Sorrel's eyes had opened a while ago, and had since changed to a pale blue colour. The tortoiseshell-and-white she-cat was pracing around Night, wanting to play with her father. -- T h e m i n d   i s j u s t   a c o m p l i c a t e d   m a c h i n e   23:16, October 16, 2015 (UTC)