welcoming the newborns {open}

[Twilightstream]

Twilightstream purred softly as a gentle squirming next to her awoke her from her light sleep. Four days earlier, she had given birth to her first litter of kittens, and now one of the three was trying to clamble over her brothers in order to reach her mother's milk. One of the toms let out a weak, but angry mew at his sister. "Hush Foxkit," she mewed, "Your sister didn't mean to offend you." Now fully awake, she began to groom the ginger and white tom. As she did, her young son began to purr, comforted by his mother's warmth and touch. "Now that's better." she whispered between rasps. It's strange, she thought as she began to clean Spiderkit, I honestly never thought I would like being a mother. But this, this doesn't seem so bad. Her attention now turned to Honeykit. I know it's only been a few days, but I think I may be able to handle this. Now finished grooming each of her children, she began to wash herself. I pray to StarClan that I'm right. _____________________ Word Count: 179 Tags: Spiderkit, Foxkit, Honeykit, open Comments: -x- [bg=ffffff][atrb=border,0,true]

[honeykit]

The little white ball of energy squirmed, pushing her brothers aside as she battled for her mother's warm side. They were a little pushy, but chunky, active kits was all a mother could hope for. Taking her small paw, she gave Foxkit a small, mewling excitedly as she had finally moved to her mother's belly. She curled up, leaning her ear against the large she-cat and continued to listen to her beautiful, rhythmic heartbeat. Since they were born a few days earlier, today would be about the day they would open there eyes, and if not today, in the days to follow. They still wouldn't be able to hear so well for a while, but they would be able to speak a few words in the next few weeks. Honeykit curled her body tighter, warming up to her mother's body as she shivered. Soon she was being groomed, which the she-cat horribly mewed in anger. She wasn't to fond of cold lick baths just yet. It made her feel small and weak, even though that was exactly what it was. She sprawled out on the ground from her tongue and kept still, nearly growling the entire time with her high kitten voice.

Once Twilightstream finished cleaning her, the she-kit moved back to her mother's side, mewing with curiosity. Even though she couldn't see, her mother was moving her body in an effort to clean herself. It was weird to feel her mother's body shift, since the last few days were nothing but silence and rest in the nursery, minus a few visitors. Honeykit became quiet, almost dozing off as she listened intently on what was outside of camp. She could hear cats discussing patrols, even though their words didn't make a lot of sense. She could hear paws marching outside of camp and excited mews coming from new apprentices as their mentors took them out. What an interesting place she lived in.

[Spiderkit]

The first thing Spiderkit saw when he opened his eyes for the first time was his sister's tail. It was waving around in his face. He knew it had to be Honeykit's tail because she had climbed over him to get to Twilightstreams milk.

He scrunched up his face as her tail brushed his nose. A moment later he let out a tiny sneeze. Spiderkit stretched out a tiny paw and held Honeykit's tail down. He took it back right away. His nose scented something warm in the air. He crawled around Honeykit and went to Twilightstream's belly. He started to drink up the sweet milk right away.