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Her sibling was medicine den bound after Eveningpaw and they had gotten in trouble with a fox. Her long legs carried her forth to the medicine den as she stopped before the entrance, waiting for Magpiepaw to acknowledge her. "How are you feeling, Magpie?" The eldest inquires as she sits at the entrance and her plush tail loosely wraps around her rounded frame. They had thrown quite the tantrum the other day when she'd been hit with the wave of morning sickness and wished for her to see Moonbeam, but she knew what was happening. New life was growing in her stomach slowly that would be dearly loved by her and Slateheart, but without a doubt, despised by their clans.
They weren't pure blood and made of the sins of two star-crossed lovers, yet they were never unloyal to their clan. Gladefrost and Slateheart always put their clans first, even if they found love outside of their clan. "I'm sure you were scared. I'm sorry I couldn't be there faster for you." Her actions were always too late for those she cared for. Never would she be fast enough to save someone, and with the kittens in her womb, she felt extremely selfish after she acknowledged she was pregnant. Why would she ever risk the health of her children to save someone? It was her maternal instinct to kill anyone who attempted to hurt her children, and she was already walking on eggshells as the blood of her children bore Windclan blood.
The treatment of Splashpaw was an inevitable truth of the rage they would feel, especially with Windclan blood in their system. Her chambray gaze closes in thought and she sighs softly, a paw lightly touching her rounding stomach. I'll keep you safe. Glade promises as she glances to meet the gaze of their sibling to listen to anything they had to say, ask or wanted to do.
@Magpiepaᴡ
They weren't pure blood and made of the sins of two star-crossed lovers, yet they were never unloyal to their clan. Gladefrost and Slateheart always put their clans first, even if they found love outside of their clan. "I'm sure you were scared. I'm sorry I couldn't be there faster for you." Her actions were always too late for those she cared for. Never would she be fast enough to save someone, and with the kittens in her womb, she felt extremely selfish after she acknowledged she was pregnant. Why would she ever risk the health of her children to save someone? It was her maternal instinct to kill anyone who attempted to hurt her children, and she was already walking on eggshells as the blood of her children bore Windclan blood.
The treatment of Splashpaw was an inevitable truth of the rage they would feel, especially with Windclan blood in their system. Her chambray gaze closes in thought and she sighs softly, a paw lightly touching her rounding stomach. I'll keep you safe. Glade promises as she glances to meet the gaze of their sibling to listen to anything they had to say, ask or wanted to do.
@Magpiepaᴡ