Raining.... again

Otterfoot was in the Nursery, she cast a glance outside at the pouring rain.
"Stupid rain." She muttered, she hated the rain with a passion. She hrumphed and hoped that she would be brought some food soon, because sure as heck she wasn't going to go out in that weather. Anyway she was heavy with kits, she was sure this was going to be a big litter. She looked down at her swollen stomach and purred softly, in just seven suns her kits would be born. Well, about seven suns... anyway it was soon. She purred again and began to groom herself. She loved being in the nursery, but as soon as her kits were weaned she would be back to her warrior duties. That was where her heart truly was, being a warrior. She knew her kits would be strong, smart, fast warriors. Especially with their father.
She smiled and thought of the dark tom, Nox he had called himself. He was big, his fur black as the dead of night, and his eyes red like glowing fire.
He didn't smell like anything she had ever known. And after that one night they had spent together, that one amazing night... he had simply vanished, with nothing to track him with. It had been the oddest thing ever.
She shook herself a little and continued grooming her ruddy pelt.

( I couldn't resist but to join, I'm bored as you can see XD )

<sup>Silentkit awakened with a drowsy start to his day as his side felt sudden cold breeze of air. Opening his eyes slightly he looked up to see his mother's light gray tabby pelt rising from the nest she layed in beside his own gray tabby pelt.

The she-cat was curiously gazing in the direction of the nursery's entrance, as if studying something. Silentkit looked in her direction, only to see Otterfoot; a queen who no doubt was going to give birth any day now. The tom snorted. What was so special about her that his mother had to get up and wake him up?

It was only a moment later when his mother exited the nursery, heading toward the queen tail held high. Sighing, knowing he couldn't get back to sleep now, he followed Iceblink, his paws feeling like heavy weights as he dragged himself in her trail.

"Hey, Otterfoot." Iceblink greeted her as Silentkit joined her side with a glare casted at the reddish she-cat. Iceblink didn't seem to notice he was there, too intent on her attempt to start a conversation with Otterfoot. "How are you and your kits doing?"</sup>

Otterfoot shrugged.
"Fine I guess." She said, blinking her glittering golden/copper eyes at the other queen. "They should be born any day now. That's a good thing, I don't know how much longer I can keep from waddling like a duck." She giggled a little and licked her side.
"Terrible weather isn't it? I mean it's been raining for ages now. I really wish this cursed rain would stop." She sighed and stood, fluffing up the moss she was sleeping on. Then she shifted her position and lay back down.
"How are you doing, and how are your kits?" She asked, being polite for once.

<sup>Iceblink grinned. Iceblink never did talk to Otterfoot too much, all she knew about her was that she was a loyal warrior who had a tough personality. From just that knowledge she knew she could relate to her, but finally getting a chance to talk to her might light up the darkness a little.

"Yup. I know how it feels. I hated doing warrior duties having to worry about falling over or hurting the kits somehow. When I was pregnant I tried to hide my pregnancy so I didn't have to be in that boring nursery." Iceblink shivered at the moment. "Bleh, I hated it. But it is more interesting with the kits around! Just wait." Iceblink grinned.

"But now we both are lucky to be queens since we don't have to be in that weather. I just hope it stops soon!" Iceblink groaned, licking her muzzle. Replying to the she-cat's question she answered, "Ah, everything seems fine with me, and my kits seem satisfied enough. Hey," Iceblink pointed her muzzle up ahead, the fresh-kill pile in view.

"Hungry?"

Kits are satisfied...hn. Silentkit snorted in his thoughts, narrowing his eyes as he whipped around. I wish I didn't even have to deal with living in this mouse-brained Clan... he stalked back into the nursery, looking around. Then, he saw her...

-Notification: Silentkit role-play continued in The Rain's Call-</sup>

The She-cat nodded. "The apprentices should be doing their duties soon and bringing some fresh-kill. I sure as heck am not going out in that weather." She shivered. "At least it's nice and warm in- oh.... by Starclan... I think it's time." She mewed.
"Where's the medicine cat?" Her ears flattened back against her head.
"It's early... they weren't due for another seven suns or so." She said.

<sup>Iceblink perked her ears up at Otterfoot's sudden reactions. Kits? Already? Iceblink agreed with her concern. It was obvious that they were due, but it didn't seem like it would be today. What if they were premature? Will they survive?

Iceblink shook her head. This was no time to be thinking negitive thoughts. "Well it seems like your kits are stubborn...Swirlleaf! Stormpaw! Anyone!" Iceblink called, racing in the direction of the medicine cat den. "Hold on!" the she-cat said over her shoulder. Great StarClan, Swirlleaf, Stormpaw, please be in camp...</sup>

Otterfoot hissed softly, her tail flicking back and forth. The birth, it seemed was going to be quick.
"Hurry." She mewed. "Please!" She lashed her tail back and sinking her claws into the moss that made her bed. "They're coming..."

ooc: Pretend Seabird isn't out of camp right now xD

Seabird's ear perked as Iceblink's shrill call pierced her ear drums. Cocking her head to the side she wondered what the silver and white she-cat needed. The names of Swirlleaf and Stormpaw made her jump to her paws. She wasn't a medicine cat, but she knew a few things about herbs and other useful things.

Although she got into a quite amount of trouble as an apprentice she also spent a lot of her spare time bugging Settingstorm when she was still alive. With quick paws she raced towards Iceblink, but the distress call of Otterfoot made her head turn. The she-cat had been heavy with kits for moons, this would explain her shrill call.

Pushing past Iceblink she muttered a quick explanation on her few skills and padded to the queen's side. Narrowing her gaze she was positive now that the queen was going into birth.
"Just stay calm and--" she caught off, she wasn't sure what else to do, "--and go with the flow." she finished quite awkwardly.

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The kitheavy queen nodded and mewed loudly. The first kit was a big one. She gasped and lay back. The little soaking wet tom was a pure brown. Like all kits his eyes and ears were shut tight. She at once began licking him. The burly little tom at once began feeding. She nuzzled him and whispered. "Pebblekit"
The next born was deep black, like his father, but only Otterfoot would know that. She smiled and dubbed him Nightkit.
Then came another black tom, with the strangest markings. Running down his back from nose to tail was a white stripe, Skunkkit.

Stormpaw lifted his head at his name, then rushed to the scene when he scented fear rising in the air. Kits... Grabbing the herbs needed he sprinted out of the medicine cat den, leaving his scattered herbs behind, he quickly saw where the commotion was coming from. "Step aside, please." Stormpaw meowed rather rushed as he stood beside the queen.

"Take deep, slow breaths and eat these." he meowed, not too experienced with birth yet as he pushed the herbs toward Otterfoot. "Keep calm."

( Sorry for lateness )

<sup>Seabird eyed the kits with wide eyes, she had never witnessed such a thing. Both of her living siblings had their own kits but she had never seen a live birth--quite like this. Giving the she-cat a soothing lick between the ears she meowed,
"Three down, it looks like their will be more on the way." Pausing she gave the queen another lick, "Looks like your doing fine."

So far their were three toms, each held promising futures to the cats of Thunderclan. She pondered if she would ever give birth to kits herself. She had always wanted to be a mother, while her own sister Rainflight seemed as if she loathed it. Sighing she thought of Owltalon it was a pity she still couldn't give up on her sister's mate, even if she had no chance at all. A part of her heart would always be for him.

Focus--kits, and a queen--focus. She shook her head, she needed to rid herself of the tabby's face he was no concern to her right now. So instead of thinking of her past love--more or less crush, she decided to help the kitting queen before her.

And then as suddenly as the kitting had started, it was over and the last of her kits were born.</sup>

Otterfoot purred thankfully and ate the given herbs. She whined in pain as a forth kit was born. A girl, her first daughter. She purred loudly and nuzzled the dark furred tabby kit. Then she noticed something. On one of the small kit's frontpaws was seven toes... seven!
"Well, would you look at that." She mused and smiled. "This one will be Sevenkit, because she has seven toes. I'm sure she's got something special in her future."
Another shekit was born, a plain reddish one with a black belly. Otterfoot dubbed this one Redkit. She lay back gasping.
Then a sixth kit was born... six kits in a litter.
She looked at the last kit, the smallest in the litter. And his tail, it was bald as a rat's. Scrawny little thing. She flicked her tail and frowned only a little. She doubted he would survive, however she couldn't send him to Starclan nameless, and he might survive. She nuzzled him. "Ratkit." She purred.

<sup>Iceblink smiled brightly, licking one of the kits' heads. "Their terrific! Heh, the nursery is going to be full of these little rascals." Iceblink laughed, hoping all these kits in one den won't be too much for the new mother. It would be pretty crowded in there, plus she will have a lot to worry about.

"Well then, why don't we get these kitties cleaned up and moved into a place more dry and comfortable, eh?"</sup>

Otterfoot nodded.
"Six kits... wow..." She purred softly.
"And from my first mating too." She licked her kits happily. They were all feeding. She sighed. Despited his scawny build Ratkit was nursing quite well. She licked her kits and nuzzled them gently. Her kits, the thought made her heart glow with pride, these kits were her's. Her family... her wonderful little babies. She smiled at them, her eyes lingering on Sevenkit. Seven toes, who would have thought.
"Did you notice this?" She said, indicating the extra toes on Sevenkit.

<sup>"Hm?" Iceblink curiously looked at the kit she was mentioning. She looked fine, healty, she even looked like her mother. But nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Except...

"Woah!" Iceblink exclaimed, her whiskered twitching in amusement. "She...she has a little something extra on her paws, huh? That'll mean she is born with luck!" Iceblink meowed happily. "Huh. Lucky kit with a lucky mother. I was wondering why you named her Sevenkit." Iceblink laughed nervously, mentally hitting herself for not noticing the unique characteristic on the she-kit.

"I bet she'll be the best hunter and fighter with those." Iceblink continued on, still not believing that the kit had extra toes. "It'll make her faster, and she can claw her enemies with extra claws!" Stopping herself from going any further, she flicked the kit's ear with her tail. "Alrighty. We want her to survive, right? Seabird, Stormpaw, can you help me with carrying the kits?" she meowed, taking two by the scruff. "Let's warm 'em up."</sup>