- Jan 15, 2023
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It is midmorning when the calico queen emerges from the nursery’s entrance, surrounded at her paws by four kittens. Only recently weaned, she expects them to be a bit afraid, but they must leave the nursery at some point. Two months old seems the perfect time to give her children free rein over everything within the gorse walls.
She has been allowing clanmates to visit them one at a time, hoping not to overcrowd the nursery or overwhelm her still-fragile litter. Her kits are strong already, she knows this, but she will take no chances. The kits will get to meet as many cats as they can tolerate today, though, and she is excited for more of her clanmates to meet her litter.
Leaning down to speak softly to her children, the she-cat says, "This is the camp of WindClan. Do you see the tall plant walls. You will remain inside of those walls until you become apprentices." Suddenly, she’s reminded of Cottonpaw and Burnetpaw’s wandering into the tunnels when they were far too young for such an adventure. "And you will stay out of any tunnel you come across." Looking upon her kits, she finds it difficult to tell which will become tunnelers. Luckykit certainly will, she thinks; luck will be on her side. Still, she does not need any of them wandering into danger, and especially not without a warrior to watch over them.
"I’m sure your clanmates are all eager to greet you. Go say hello," she encourages her kits, nodding toward one of the cats who’s wandered nearer.
She has been allowing clanmates to visit them one at a time, hoping not to overcrowd the nursery or overwhelm her still-fragile litter. Her kits are strong already, she knows this, but she will take no chances. The kits will get to meet as many cats as they can tolerate today, though, and she is excited for more of her clanmates to meet her litter.
Leaning down to speak softly to her children, the she-cat says, "This is the camp of WindClan. Do you see the tall plant walls. You will remain inside of those walls until you become apprentices." Suddenly, she’s reminded of Cottonpaw and Burnetpaw’s wandering into the tunnels when they were far too young for such an adventure. "And you will stay out of any tunnel you come across." Looking upon her kits, she finds it difficult to tell which will become tunnelers. Luckykit certainly will, she thinks; luck will be on her side. Still, she does not need any of them wandering into danger, and especially not without a warrior to watch over them.
"I’m sure your clanmates are all eager to greet you. Go say hello," she encourages her kits, nodding toward one of the cats who’s wandered nearer.
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