.generation after [save]

[Sakura]

The only people allowed in this thread are me, yami, rivid, and whoever plays the medicine cat. Everyone else, please do not interrupt the role play.

Pinefrost clenched her teeth in pain. Her legs enveloped beneath her as she instinctively bent defensively. She abruptly then ceased her body jerks and simply laid upon her side. Inhaling and exhaling in a rapid monotone. Toms can never complain about pain! Pinefrost silently thought. Losing the ability of control, Pinefrost shrilled out a frantic cry of pain echoing out from the nursery.

Three bundles lay whimpering on the floor; two males and the youngest female. Already she could tell they would make strong, healthy warriors. Gently, Pinefrost nosed them to her belly. “Now what to name you?”

[Shadow]

Leafstream

Leafstream smiled happily at the new born kits, another new generation. She looked worriedly at Pinefrost, checking her over to make sure that the delivery didn't affect the new mother in any way. Satisfied at the healthy mother, she moved to check the kits.

The first one she checked was the female. She sniffed her over and instructed one of the present cats to start licking her fur backwards. Happy that the female is in perfect shape, she moved onto the next male kit.

This one, she had to admit, had a rather interesting colouring. She decided that she will dwell on that later, and checked him over. Giving him a good lick, she instructed another one to start licking his fur backwards as well.

And now onto the last male kit. Checking him over and satisfying herself with his perfect health, she herself started licking his fur backwards.

"Pinefrost, congratulations. You have a healthy litter here," she said in between licks.

OOC: I'm the one RPing Leafstream xDD And correct me if I'm wrong, there are two other cats in the den accept Leafy and Piney (new nicknames XDD). If not, I can just change the other cat to Piney. ^.^

[Sakura]

Weariness grasped Pinefrost violently. Her limbs felt flimsy and her eyes were limp. Yet she still found the strength in her to stay awake to watch the new life. “Thank you, Leafstream.” She meowed with gratitude. “I can tell already that they’ll make strong, healthy warriors now.” Pinefrost paused momentarily. “As soon as Silverspirit comes, we’ll start naming them.”

Sudden atmosphere startled the petite female as she mewed pitifully as a soft tongue rasped over her bodice. She was gently herded toward a warm contribute of milk. Eagerly, she took her share, toppling carelessly over her siblings. As being the youngest and smallest, the instinct of fight already settled in the newborn.

[silver[[rivid]]]

Somewhere out there
Beneath the pale moonlight
Someone thinking of me
And loving me tonight

Silverspirit glided into the den, hearing the words of his proud mate. He spine shivered in pleasure, causing his long tail to gracefully sway. "Yes, you can't name them without me!" he purred jokingly.

His attention was immediately on the oldest of the three kits, the male. The orange fur on it's head and shoulders sharply contrasted the black on the rest of it's body. An image of searing fire swept through his vision, and a name came to mind.

"Love, what do you think of Searkit for the male?" He thought over the name as he came to stand protectively by his mate. He was still cautious to not being too close. Femme's always were protective.

It helps to think
We might be wishing
On the same bright star


So I seen her
In a land that was forgotten
She brought a candle to my mind
But it got no easier then

without nary a thought to caress his mind, the tome sat blinking hesitantly as it stared at the big, BIG cats. he licked his chops as one spoke out. all he heard though was a name, or what he assumed was a name.

Searkit...

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he squeaked loudly as an image not welcome to his mind entered. it was warm, but too hot. it was red and orange, like his fur. a black night filled the space above his head. a fire! ravenged his thoughts. a terrified squeal escaped, and he ran to the nearest cat that seemed to be the right one. she had another kit with her, and the young tome knew instinctively it was his sister.

I will be a happy man
If you're my sacred girl
I could be a dividend
If you're my only one[/color][/font][/color][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]


((and if no one remembers, searkit has no sense of taste. that is why his song is The Taste -- Five for Fighting))

[Shadow]

Leafstream

Leafstream watched as the kit she had been licking blindly stumbled to his mother over his other siblings. What a gift kits were.

She looked over at the beaming couple as they named the first kit. Searkit.

"Suiting name," she mewed happily.

ooc:// Um... I think Leafstream does have an apprentice already, Dragon's cat, Rainpaw me thinks. I started a threat and Dragon never posted there, so Bladekit could be her apprentice I guess....

[yami-chan]

B L A D E

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_life wavered in front of the kit's cerulean eyes, blinking away the strings of darkness veiled before his vision; he adjusted his skull so that it was angled specifically up at the warm tongue licking at skin and fur in a backwards motion. he thought this instantly odd, strange not to be made up of darkness and dancing soul, but of bone and meat. the tiny bundle tried in vain to grasp this concept, but the delicate threads of thought at countless times easily slipped away from his grasp. he who was not named, turned asunder, blinking two windows of vision directly at his chocolate pallet coat, once again bemused at the solidity of his general form. as if constructed from invisible strings, what would seem to have been a tentative paw prodding at the plushy surface, the new born being squeaked in delight as the replying feeling was very much to his liking.

_rolling his crown back, the kit bent in sweet seduction, tasting for the very first time an aroma quite close in resembling a flower, at which this point he had no idea even existed. testing his ear drums, noise entered into the scrap's field of hearing, and suddenly became distracted by the mingling of another smell so much more sweeter and filled with cream. breaking away from the flower scented bodice, nameless crawled and thrashed his way toward a covet of warm protection and delicious tastes. digging deeply, all pondering was washed away as milk poured down a tiny gullet, the sensation of peacefulness numbing his toes. but never would he forget the world of dark and silver etched lands, where there he slept for many months until an entire new world pulled him into it's bare arms.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/color][/size]

ooc:// EDITED! i'm pretty sure draa is getting rid of rainpaw, i'll ask in the cbox ^^

[Sakura]

Pinefrost glanced curiously at her firstborn son. “Searkit…” she meowed thoughtfully. “I like it.” The newly mother looked upon her subsequent son. “Bladekit.” She finally said after a moment. “That seems to fit my little warrior.” Pinefrost finished off coo-fully, frailly nosing the chocolate kit playfully. She retracted her head to watch the last kit, the female. The petite female was ashen, with dark brown tabby patterns randomly lacing down her back, from head to tail. Only one name echoed in her mind. “Heatherkit.” She meowed. Pinefrost smiled as she gently pressed her kits closer to supply warmth. She sighed as she watched them suckle and feebly toppled over another. “They’ll all be the pride of the clan. I just know it.”

[silver[[rivid]]]

Somewhere out there
Beneath the pale moonlight
Someone thinking of me
And loving me tonight

his graceful figure cut through the air as he slowly lay beside his mate. the dust settled on the ground with a soft murmur of noise, and silverspirit chuckled lightly. i love those names! bladekit is perfect,; i can see it in his eyes. and our little heatherkit, she will be wonderful to this clan. he purred softly as searkit rammed into his side. the little kit seemed confused at something.

look at our little warrior, pinefrost. he seems to be out of sorts...

he laughed again as the confused look came across searkit's face again as the kit partook of his mother's milk. silverspirit's smile dropped a little. let's hope nothing is wrong with them...

It helps to think
We might be wishing
On the same bright star


So I seen her
In a land that was forgotten
She brought a candle to my mind
But it got no easier then

the dark form of black-and-orange bounded across the small enclosure to run into his da', or who he thought was his da'. the kit recognized the scent of his own blood pulsating through the larger tome's body, and was immediately comfortable with him. but searkit was hungry still, and went back to his mother. pinefrost, that's what the larger tome had called her. a pretty name...

something is wrong... the thought flashed through his mind. he knew it. this wasn't right. he was partaking of the life-giving milk, but nothing seemed to fill his mouth. he could feel himself getting full, and stopped... whatever it was he was doing. drinking? a squeak rushed out of him as he curled up under his mother's chin. a large shiver crossed through his spine, and he couldn't stop it at all. something was wrong.

really wrong...

I will be a happy man
If you're my sacred girl
I could be a dividend
If you're my only one

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[Sakura]

Panic flared in Pinefrost as her eldest son shivered beneath her jowl. Her eyes extended as adrenaline hounded the weariness away. Instinctively, she curved half of her bodice to focus on Searkit, but still allow the others to suckle. Pinefrost gently pressed her nose into her son. When warmth echoed vibrantly from the diminutive body, more terror lanced through her, making her heart frantic with worry. “Leafstream,” she said hurriedly, fright laced brilliantly in every syllable. “There’s something wrong with Searkit. He’s shivering, but he’s perfectly warm like the other kits.” Fighting the natural instinct of protection, Pinefrost nudged her kit toward the medicine cat and curled closer to Bladekit and Heatherkit.

Heatherkit diminutively hissed when the nourishment shifted and struggled weakly to recall it. When she had her fill, she pressed close to her mother, only to eavesdrop on her mother’s heart begin to pick pace. Heatherkit knew there was something wrong, but her clouded eyes made it difficult to determine what.

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[silver[[rivid]]]

((i'll post after shadow does. i want the medi cat to make the first move...))