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He should’ve told someone beforehand, but he was too anxious to bring it up. That he made it to the nursery before collapsing was a stroke of pure luck and his horrified and alarmed yowls were enough to summon help. At the very least he wasn’t going to be alone. Somehow, it felt as if the cats present already knew anyways-at least Cinderfrost did.
He felt like he was going to die. Everything hurt and he was scared; there was too much stimulant occurring all at once. The nursery suddenly became less comforting and instead felt almost like a tomb of stone that could collapse around him and the presence of others cats smothering the den had him dry heaving in a panic attack at the surge of claustrophobic fear that laced his senses, he wanted Rabbitnose-he wanted Rabbitnose in the den with him and no one else but he knew the medicine cat was needed and he knew the gray tom would do nothing but panic and overwhelm him. He would see his mate losing his calm and it would send his own anxiety skyrocketing. So he had been shooed out.
What felt like a torturously long ordeal finally came to an almost peaceful end, his brain flooded with endorphins of relief and the sight of each squirming little bundle of fur nestled at his side was enough to fully shelve his discomfort and terror; it had been worth it. He’d suffer it again and again and again just for the tearful delight at getting to see those tiny furballs for the first time.
Sunfreckle’s head felt too heavy now, he couldn’t even lift it properly without a wave of nausea and dizziness threatening to overcome him, so he slid it to the side and curled inward where he could lightly nose one of the still damp tiny kit bodies. The sigh of contentment that escaped him was so heavy it rustled little pelts, rippled across their small backs and he tucked his leg up to nudge them ever closer into his side; his tail forming a glorious red plume of a blanket over the top of them. They were all a colorful little spread of kittens, a solid white kitten, a red tabby like him, two with blue-accents like their other father though one was also red patterned as well and a single black and fire branded little she-cat.
Breathlessly he waited for cats to clear out a bit and Rabbitnose to be allowed inside the den at last. They’d name them together, he felt so bad just dropping this surprise on the other. He hadn’t meant to. Sunfreckle wondered if feeling so lightheaded was part of having kittens, but when he sneezed so violently he jolted his tiny children he wondered if maybe he was just sick. Then the tiny white kitten gave a strangled sound like a cough as well and his heart thundered in his chest in a panic.
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