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[Owlheart]

"Fireflyglow" her voice is timid, holding a tremour and slightly muffled by the fur of Morningkit and Pearlkit held protectively yet carefully between ivory fangs. Her mates not far behind with their other kits in tow, she insisted that she take the ones she was most concerned about in this current moment over first. Not wanting to stress the queen out and wanting Crowsight to be by his side, given her own impatient anxiety she believed it was better for everyone if she brought them over as quickly as possible. The tabby warrior carefully sets the pair of kits down in the den, flicking her gaze over them in concern to make sure all the new smells weren't too overwhelming for them.

"If you're not busy, could you please look over the kits?" Fangs press against her tongue to keep her maw from trembling, it was clear by the constant looking over the tiny bodies, pinned ears and the nervous flick of her tail that she's stressed. Her golden gaze flicks to the medicine cat, she knows that this is part of his duties but given all that he's been through she hated to potentially burden them somehow. With another glance she crouches to press her nose against the tops of the two kits heads, making sure they're not becoming too rowdy. They were some of the quieter littermates so it wasn't too much of a concern.

"Pearlkit's been wheezing, I'm- not sure if that's anything or if I'm overthinking it-" she cuts herself off with a deep breath. It was Oddgleam who had brought it to her attention, once it was mentioned she couldn't stop thinking about it. What if that wheezing could become something worse? Is it normal for kits to wheeze? Maybe she should have asked the other queens instead of running straight to Fireflyglow but she was here now. "Morningkit hasn't opened her eyes yet either, all of her littermates have though" even Pearlkit, who had admittently taken longer than the others. She had hopes that the pair would open their eyes together but she's behind, maybe that's normal? It was better to ask while she was here though.

"If I'm overthinking it we can pretend that this didn't happen" it's a quiet suggestion, one of self doubt but the small chuckle tinges it in humour. She hated to be a foolish cat, one of those parents who make a big deal over nothing.​

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  Babies first check up!!
  
  Please wait for one of the following to reply first: @Fireflyglow @ODDGLEAM @CROWSIGHT @PEARLKIT @CUCKOOKIT @morningkit @BRIGHTKIT @RAVENKIT
  

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  OWLHEART
  She / her ||Warrior of SkyClan || 18 moons
  ❥ An orange tabby with low white and an owls feather tucked in her tail.
  ❥ Mates with Oddgleam and Crowsight | Mother to Pearlkit, Cuckookit, Morningkit, Brightkit and Ravenkit.
  ❥ Mentoring Hollypaw
  ❥ “Speech”, thoughts, attacking
  ❥ Penned by Juice ⏐ouijeejuice on discord {open to being dmed for plots}
  

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[Fireflyglow]

Having returned from the medicine cat gathering a few mornings prior, Fireflyglow was back to laying in his nest all day when he had nothing to do. His chest rose with a heavy sigh, ghostly blues staring sightlessly towards the front of the den. With Dawnglare and Mallowlark's nest gone, Fireflyglow had moved into that space in the back of the den to have more room to sleep with Greeneyes. It was a hollow feeling, making that move to the back of the den, but it was necessary. He could have proper watch over his patients now, not having to worry about them stepping on his tail or paws in their attempt to leave. He was about to indulge himself in a short moment of rest, however, the sound of his brother's mate causes his eyes to flicker back open. Her voice is worried, and the sound of paws fidgeting and shifting in place tunes him in to something that requires him more than sleep.

His grief could wait, especially for family. Especially for future generations.

He slowly lifts himself from his nest then, ragged pelt matted and messy from lack of proper grooming. It would take hours just to untangle his massive amount of fur, and Greeneyes had already attempted to work on a few of them in an attempt to soothe his mate. He walks over on ambling, hefty paws to peer blindly down to the two kits set before him. Pearlkit has been wheezing? He blinks, not wanting to jump straight to kittencough and instead leaning his head down to sniff at the kit's face and ears. "No sickness." He comments aloud, nose prodding and poking at young Pearlkit as if to test their stature. Then, he lowers his rounded ear to the kit's chest. He shushes the rest of the family quiet, before listening in patiently. Moments later, Fireflyglow pulls away and nods. "Lungs sound a little wheezy. It could be asthma." He flicks his milky gaze towards the worried parents, paw twirling as he seats himself onto his haunches. "My uncle had it, Berryheart of ThunderClan. It basically means that Pearlkit here might have some breathing issues. It's manageable, I just have to go visit Gentlestorm in ThunderClan to see if he knows of any herbs I can use to treat it." He doesn't appear worried, though the asthma attack that killed Berryheart is still fresh on his mind. "It might hinder his ability to train as often as most apprentices do in the future, but it shouldn't affect him too much if he takes it easy and continues his treatments on time." He tries to comfort the three with a small smile, tail tapping the ground beside him.

Next, he turns to Morningkit. Not named after his baby sister, but still bearing her name, Fireflyglow leans in to sniff the small she-cat. He doesn't smell blood nor infection, which takes injury out of the question. He doesn't smell or hear any signs of illness, either. So, he instead he gives the small she-kit a lick between her ears, thankful she was healthy. "She's fine, some kits take longer than others. You know, when I was a kit, I kept my eyes closed for a long time, too. Sun was much too bright for me, and light hurt my eyes. That was before those rogue's took my sight from me completely." Fireflyglow comments with a hum, pawpad tapping at the scars over his eyelids. When his heavy paw drops back to the ground, Fireflyglow gives both of his niblings a nudge of affection, before his gaze returns to his brother and his partners.

He walks close to the other kits, doing the same examination as he did the first two. His ear pressed to their chests, nose touching their ears to check temperature, paws feeling their bodies to check for wounds. When he finds nothing, he sits back with a tired grin. "They're all relatively healthy. Keep an eye on Pearlkit's breathing, if he starts wheezing again, come and bring him to me. I'll go and visit Gentlestorm after this visit, alright?" Fireflyglow reassures the parents with a kind expression on his face, already feeling a little better now that he could spend some time with his little niblings. It would be nice, to see them more often- healing, he thought. It reminded him of the reason why he chose to stay a medicine cat. "I'd like to see all of them again when they hit three moons old, and Pearlkit and Morningkit a bit sooner, is that alright with you three?"​

SKYCLAN MEDICINE CAT ✦ 27 MOONS ✦ CHUNKY, BIG-FOOTED SEAL POINT ✦ TAGS​

 

[morningkit]

This constant disruptions prove grating on a persistent, stubborn soul that yearns for peace and quiet... Every time she feels properly nestled and warmed by the steady rumbling of her parent, there is always some confounded noise blaring in the world. The gift of hearing is more alike a curse... an interruption from the humming silence she'd been enwrapped in for so long. This outside place was cold... loud... dauntingly bright... even against tightly closed eyelids, she can see it trying to pierce through. It is demanding in its need to be seen but she refuses.

Owlheart sets her to the dusty floor beside her sibling, a small clunk of heads against each other as they settle with a disgruntled, "Mew!" She can hear her mother's anxious rambling, the shuffle of a huge figure drawing nearer- she could look, if she wanted, to see what threat approaches but her willingness not to be blinded by visual feedback keeps her eyes firmly closed. A tiny paw reaches to swat at the air in front of her, a pathetic hiss that says 'get your nose out of my face' but largely proves unthreatening. A rough tongue swipes across the top of her head and she reels in an effort not to let the pressure pull her off her unsteady paws. It licked me!

Whatever it is, it doesn't seem bothered by her in the slightest, a baritone timbre discussing the harshness of something called 'the sun.' Was that the vile foe she kept at bay? Something soft bumps against her again, it still smells of something distinctly outside and floral... far different from the sweet milkiness of Oddgleam, the pine tar stink of Crowsight and Owlheart's paws. Her nose scrunches, recoiling to crawl eagerly back to orange-dusted paws to bury her face in the plush fur of Owlheart's underbelly where it is warmer... and dark again.

holding onto a love ˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗ they keep wanting

• crowsight x oddgleam x owlheart
  pearlkit - cuckookit - morningkit​ - brightkit - ravenkit​

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[VENUSKIT]

There wasn't anything specific that brought her attention to Fireflyglow and Owlheart and her kittens. However, she was intrigued. Fireflyglow wasn't a cat she knew well, and considering that the kittens were so little, she was confused about what was going on. "Do they not feel good?" Chirping quietly as she peers into the den, making sure to keep a careful distance away as she had observed others do when they'd entered and exited certain dens. Owlheart seemed nice enough, she would tell her what was going on right? The kittens were so little.... had she really been that little not long ago? "They'll be okay right?" Tilting her head, she watches carefully as she tries to understand what was going on. Maybe she could ask Ursabounce or Goldenglow later... or even Jupiterpaw might know...

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NEVER WAS THERE EVER A GIRL SO PRETTY 𖤓 SAY ITS GONNA BE ALRIGHT

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• VENUSKIT
  ↪ venuskit / cisgender female (she/her)
  ↪ 02 moons / ages one month on the ninth
  ↪ kit of skyclan
  ↪ lh black tortoiseshell smoke
  ↪ peaceful && healing actions may be powerplayed !! / attack in underline & @/account
  ↪ tags / toyhouse / penned by halimede
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[Fawnkit~]

[ ༻ 𓆩✧𓆪 ༺ ] There would seem to be a big crowd today crowding the whats-it called?? Medicine Den? and that's what perked Fawnkit's curiosity as he stumbled to find a spot next to Venuskit, head poking in to focus on Owlheart's kits before Venuskit chimed in with her worries over the younger members of the nursery. His gaze flicked towards Fireflyglow, a cat he barely knew that well but apparently from what the other cats had said, he took care of the clan and made sure everyone was healthy and by the calm look in their gaze he hummed before aiming to nudge Venuskit with a reassuring smile on his lips.

"Mister Fireflyglow doesn't seem worried at all, I am sure the small ones are fine then. We have da best medicine cat after all" he stated gently, even though he didn't know for sure if that was true or not, he still said it to calm the worry that seemed to shake up the younger she-cat, and the only ones who seemed worried over the giant bundle of kits were their parents. He wondered silently, did... did his mother ever worry over him like that? His gaze locked onto the three and their faces all wrought with worry over their children while a slight frown danced on his lips briefly.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── You can t be caught you ll never fall ──┐‎

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  Fawnkit 𓆩✧𓆪 He/Him, Kit of Skyclan, 4 moons.
  ⭃ Fluffy Fawn with low white with bi-colored eyes (Blue and Yellow)
  ⭃ NPC x NPC
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted (ask first) / / underline and tag when attacking
  ↛ see battle info here
  ⭃ penned by Ryn ↛ @/Rynnaro on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[RAVENKIT]

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Where they're at now smells different from the nursery he was used to. Everything was so. . . strong, here. Nothing really stands out as the cause for such a strong scent, except this other cat in front of them. He was kinda smelly. . . "Mrrrr-ow!" Ravenkit greets anyway, just happy to be here.

He is not as happy when this black-and-white figure starts prodding at him and his littermates. "MEW!" He protests until it's finally over. But the black smoke isn't satisfied until he's figured out the source of the strong weird smell in this den. . .

He moves with wobbly steps, tripping over his own paws but refusing to give up. Kitten-blue eyes glance at every nook and crany of the den, and he sticks his nose where it doesn't belong. "Mrrrrrr-ow?" Ewww. . . the smell is so strong here!! But he is so curious. He sniffs at the plant in front of him, his tongue sticking out as a show of disgust. But as kittens do, he puts it in his mouth anyway. "Mrrrrrr-ewww!!"

𝐈 𝐂𝐀𝐍'𝐓 𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 *:･ﾟ✧ 𝐈'𝐌 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐋

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  LH black smoke with low white (25% maine coon, masking ticked, polydactyl. carrying non-ticked, dilute, albinism, cinnamon)
  

  

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  RAVENKIT. he / him kit of skyclan
  ✦ Last-born son of Crowsight x Oddgleam x Owlheart
  ✦ Brother to Pearlkit, Cuckookit, Morningkit and Brightkit
  ✦ Born 10.12.24, ages realistically
  ✦ A long-furred black smoke kitten with ticked ghost markings and six toes on his right forepaw. Eyes are silver in coloration
  "speech" thoughts

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