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Post by hawkstar on Feb 16, 2008 8:46:02 GMT -5
Clawpad gasped and forced herself to relax. She was getting her first kits! She didn't know where the medicine cat was but he/she was like never here. Clawpad remembered what her mother told her, relax and gently force your kits out. She relaxed and was genty forcing the kits out. "At least I know how to do this part". thought Clawpad. "But what about borge, I know I need milk". Clawpad forced the kits out and started to lick them. She had 4 healthy kits, 2 females, 2 males. Clawpad noticed she had milk already, the medicine cat must've noticed she was going to be having kits long ago. She tucked the kits in toward her belly and let them suckle.
The kits names are...
Sandkit(Female)
Redkit (Male)
Featherkit (Female)
Firekit (Male)
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Post by Spottedheart on Feb 16, 2008 20:05:45 GMT -5
Blackpool was sitting five fow-lengths away from Clawpad, sorrofully staring at the imagined pain he could see in the she-cats eyes. He wished he could help, he was a Medicine cat... But not anymore. He belonged with the stars. 'I shall go get help.' He declared.
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Post by hawkstar on Feb 18, 2008 16:34:05 GMT -5
Clawpad suddenly gasped wiht pain. Did she force the kits out wrong? She struggled to stay awake and shoke with fear as the pain in her belly grew staronger. At least my kits are fine". she thought quitly as her kits suckled.
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Post by */Wild~" on Feb 27, 2008 19:08:51 GMT -5
Wolfspirit was walking towards the fresh-kill pile as he passed the nursery but then he heard a painful gasp. He pricked his ears forewards and turned towards the nursery wondering if everything was alright in there. He stood near the entrance to the den then just stopped and listened. He wasnt sure if he should go in there since he was scolded by the med cat last time he entered. He flicked his tail a little annoyed at the memmory then turned his head back to the fresh-kill pile then back to the nursery, still debating weather or not he should go in.
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Post by hawkstar on Feb 28, 2008 18:42:47 GMT -5
Wolfspirit was walking towards the fresh-kill pile as he passed the nursery but then he heard a painful gasp. He pricked his ears forewards and turned towards the nursery wondering if everything was alright in there. He stood near the entrance to the den then just stopped and listened. He wasnt sure if he should go in there since he was scolded by the med cat last time he entered. He flicked his tail a little annoyed at the memmory then turned his head back to the fresh-kill pile then back to the nursery, still debating weather or not he should go in. Clawpad noticed Wolfspirt. "Hey Wolfspirt". she rasped, feeling greater pain. "My kits came but I'm feeling great pain, but at least my kits are fine. I got 2 males, 2 females and their names are"..... Her voice stopped and she gasped. "Wolfspirt, please get some juniper berries, or clostfoot NOW"! Clawpad looked at her trembaling kits and relized they were in huge shock. She licked them to clam them down. |
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Post by */Wild~" on Mar 2, 2008 13:39:24 GMT -5
Wolfspirit's eyes were wide with worry and shock as Cladpaw growled at him furiously to help her. He had no clue what to do, he was frozen there watching Cladpaw in pain and her trembling kits fighting for their lives. He never worked with herbs or kits before so he was in panic. He knew that Cladpaw needed the herbs to help her kits but he didnt know if he'd be able to help but he had to try. Wolfspirit quickly nodded and dashed away from the nursery and ran towards the med cat den.
His heart thudded quickly in his chest as he entered the den. It smelt of fresh herbs and floral berries mixed together. He drank in the sweet scent that seemed to calm him a little more but he sill was in a panic. "MED CAT!!!" he yowled as he rushed into the den. He searched for Shadefur or Trancepaw but saw no one in the den. 'Where are they?' he thought as he headed towards a bunch of berries stored in a corner. "Juniper or coltsfoot, juniper or coltsfoot, juniper or..." he said constantly as he sniffed every berry and wondered if it was the right ones. He picked up a few reddish looking berries that he thought might be juniper then grabbed a big dull-green leafy plant that he guessed was coltsfoot. He was almost positive he had the juniper berries right but he wasnt sure about the other herb.
He dashed out of the den and ran back to cladpaw. He skidded to a hault beside her and dropped the herbs infront of her. Suddenly he realized that she'd need more help than just retrieving the herbs, she'd probably need him to at least make them into a poultice or help feed it to the kits. He looked down at the kits then at Cladpaw. He felt pain for all of them, having to go through all of this without professional help all they had was him. That gave him a extra burst of strength, he took a deep breath and summoned strength from his heart. If any kits died he'd blame himself forever and he'd never be able to look at Cladpaw again without feeling the pain of loss.
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Post by Spottedheart on Mar 5, 2008 21:23:32 GMT -5
Blackpool burst back through the enterence to ShadowClan camp and whisped around to see if Spottedheart was following. When he saw the torrtishell she-cat he knew he did all he could, and he vanished.
Spottedheart looked at the few stary paw-prints left from where Blackpool was once standing. Then she turned around and looked at Brighteyes. "Let's go find the she-cat in trouble first?" She suggested, then opened her mouth to bring in the scents of new-born kit.
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Post by Brighteyes on Mar 6, 2008 12:48:22 GMT -5
"I can only smell newborn kits, but its very faint. I think the kittens are in shock or freezing," Brighteyes said as she ran beside her aunt.
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Post by */Wild~" on Mar 6, 2008 16:23:38 GMT -5
Wolfspirit stood beside Cladpaw and then began roughly licking the kits fur in a backwards motion to circulate blood and warm them. He had no idea what he could do but he knew that this might help. Drwoning in the scent of new born kits he suddenly caught the scent of somthing else, another cat but not from Shadowclan. He lifted his head from the kits then looked at the entrance to the nursey with narrowed eyes. Cladpaw was weak and her and all four kits were in danger of dying without help, and now there was intruding cats too? He stood up and unsheathed his claws and growled as he walked over to the entry way. He defensively stood there sniffing the air constantly to see if he could make out who the intruders were but his mind was too focused on Cladpaw.
He catiously stepped out of the den after he quickly promised Cladpaw that he'd be right back as soon as he made sure everything was alright. Suddenly he saw two cats running into the small camp clearing almost in a panic. Then he reconized Spottedheart, Thunderclan's med cat and he guessed that it was Brighteyes that ran intently beside her. He immediately let his fur lye flat, they wouldnt attack, they were med cats. "Over here!!" he yowled across the claering. "Hurry! We need help!!" he growled as he flicked his tail once to be sure they saw then turned back into the nursery to comfort Cladpaw.
"The medicine cats, their here!" he explained very briefly between the sharp mews of the trembling kits.
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Post by hawkstar on Mar 8, 2008 8:48:46 GMT -5
Clawpad looked at the medicine cats. "You came to help"? she asked. "Thank you but don't worry about me, worry about my kits first". Clawpad gasped in pain. "They have a sickness I once had before". She saw her own kits treamble in shock and conusion. "My kits, Sandkit, Redkit. Featherkit and Firekit are in terrible shock". Clawpad croaked. "The sickness causes shock, vomiting and dull fur". She saw her kits begin t vomit. "But I think you can save them and me because you came just in time". Clawpad gasped in pain again. Her kits treambled and fell asleep. "Since no medicine cat was here when the kits came, I forced them out myself and began licking them. But I think I forced them out the wrong way, and maybe because I had this sickness they caught it to". Clawpad rasped. She treambled in fear and pain for her kits. "One more peace of detail I think you should now is that I didn't get sick/weak until after the kits came. Almost imeaditly the kits got sick, like 2 minutes after they were born or so". Clawpad meowed. She gasped again and saw her kits began to vomit. She licked them and nuzzled them to try and calm them down. "Please help us". Clawpad rasped. "Don't worry, my kittens, the medicine cats are here to help you". she rasped to the sick kits.
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