- Jan 19, 2024
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❝ swinging in the rain humming melodies ❞
The kits had roused her from her nap. Their wiggling and moving and whatever it was they were doing in there was hard to get used to so far. She certainly had plenty of time to sit and think about it. Since moving into the nursery her anxiety had only multiplied. Thinking about Leopardtongue and Doepath having such complications with their births... it set a tone in her mind. She was trying to only take exactly as much prey as would fill her stomach, leaving the rest for someone else. She was still trying her best to preform duties at least within camp. Tidying, watching kits for the other queens to have a break, fixing the fresh-kill pile. Whatever she could get her paws on to not feel like a burden on the clan. Honeypaw's brazen comment upon her moving into the nursery was cemented as everyone's opinion. She was sure most had similar thoughts, even those congratulating them.
She felt her paws lead her to Gentlestorm's den, and she paused before the entrance for a moment. While she didn't necessarily think the wolfish tom would turn her away, she braced herself for a negative reaction. "Gentlestorm? Are you busy right now?" she mewed into the den, taking a tentative step inside.
// @GENTLESTORM
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