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May 9 2018, 07:08 PM
It was time. Wally's birth was a long affair, and a very painful one, but at the end, two little kittens were delivered. Their mother was not in good health though - she was damp with sweat and still bleeding. Bones were broken, and she was dangerously quiet, face twisted in clear pain.
But it was worth it. Oh, it was worth it. "Blackrise, are they...?"
Everything was kind of hazy, but the molly wanted to know if their kids were okay, beyond the buzzing pain that seemed to be her entire world right now.
May 4 2018, 11:32 AM
Well, there wasn't a whole lot of point in hiding it anymore. It wasn't as though Wally had intended to keep her pregnancy so quiet, but between the drama with Raven and the exhaustion it brought, she was happy just to sleep away most of the day in the elder's den. She wasn't exorbitantly large either - just swollen enough to be noticeable, a small litter size and a dangerous womb to grow in.
So today was the day that she moved her nest out of the elder's den. She spent the better part of an hour going back and forth between the nursery and the elder's den before she sighed and laid herself down outside the nursery. Her bones ached, angry at the movement she had persisted through, but the queen closed her eyes and hummed, focusing on the positives.
This was very likely a disaster in the making. But ... between Raven's being mad at her and Black's continued struggles with his family, she had to hope that this could be a good thing. She had to.
And so, without anything else to do, she waited until she spotted @Blackrise
and tried to beckon him over, just to announce without preamble or subtlety."I'm pregnant."
Mar 6 2018, 12:27 AM
She'd asked someone to bring Ravenstar, a sort of quiet understanding having settled in her heart and her mind. There had been a time when she had strove to prove herself capable of being a warrior. She had wanted to support herself so that her brother no longer had to worry and fret over her with every day that passed. She had wanted to prove to Winterstar that he hadn't made a mistake in asking her to be his daughter. She had wanted to show Firestar that even the weak could contribute meaningfully.
In the end, though, Walnutpaw had been an apprentice for a very, very long time. Her brother was gone - his paws had carried him away from her, and despite her mourning sadness in his absence, she hoped that he had found himself happiness. Happiness and freedom from the burden she had been, regardless of his love for her. Winterstar had left too - promising to come back one day (or had he? it seemed so long ago now). Firestar had been too far for her to reach, and he was gone too.
And still, she had wanted to try. And still, the disease in her body rendered her weak and meaningless in the face of those that had tried to kill her. So it was time for her to raise her chin as she bowed out, leaving the life she had wanted so badly. And that meant that she had sent someone to get Ravenstar. It was too bad that her friend had to be the one to do this, but maybe it was better this way.
In any case, the young warrior-aged apprentice was simply lying outside the medicine cat den, still far too thin from her elongated condition. Broken bones healed slowly, slower still for someone like her, and her third eye stared blindly as the other two drifted along the sky, waiting for her friend and leader to show up.
Feb 5 2018, 12:49 AM
Everything hurt really badly. It had been far too long since Walnutpaw had been awake, kept alive by the efforts of her clanmates and not much else. Her dreams had been a swirling, tumultuous mess. She thought that people were waiting for her to wake up, but she wasn't nearly as attentive as she could have been in her sleep. Her consciousness hadn't been within her grasp for so long, and she... she was finally awake.
A groan slipped from the three-eyed molly's lips, quivering with the ache that rang through her. She had suffered broken bones, suffered from the attempt on her life with an intensity that had left her barely lucid while recovering. But Walnutpaw opened her golden eyes, wincing against the light that dappled into the medicine cat den. She didn't understand why she was so hungry, so thirsty, why it hurt so badly, but the petite Mau managed to lift her head regardless.
She rasped, disappointed not to see the tom in the medicine cat den. No, instead it was... quiet.
She was alone, briefly, at the moment she woke up, and the young molly looked about, lost at first.
Jan 18 2018, 11:44 PM
Walnutpaw hadn't really been truly awake for some time. She drifted in and out of consciousness, sometimes waking with a start and thrashing weakly, unable to move more than that and sometimes someone held her gently down, keeping her from further injuring herself. The moments of lucidity were few and far in between, mostly half-mad gibberish and tears.
No, the poor apprentice hadn't been likely to pull through for quite a while. But the sun hadn't yet risen when she whimpered, half-aware of her surroundings. First, she felt the full-body ache. Her entire body hurt with an endless buzz, a pain that thrummed and came over her in steady waves. It came in drum beats, looping, and she whimpered as the rest of her sensations came to her. The half-calm of the pre-dawn came to her in a soothing sense, the quiet filling her head even though it ached.
She was awake. Alive. Her eyes opened uneasily, a presence next to her. Who? Her nose twitched, trying to place the scent, but she turned her head instead, limp and difficult to do. "Mm. B -- Blackrise?"
Her throat hurt. She couldn't see him and strained to try to do so.@Blackrise