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BONERIPPLE
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Spending much of her time out of camp was almost theraputic for her. Being able to do the things she had always trained to do, honing her skills with her claws and tracking her prey is much more natural than pulling up plants from stalks. Sorting them into piles and cleaning out the dry and rotten ones. A time waster for herself, someone who had always seen herself as a weapon first. Though it is harder with the weight that she now carries she is trying her best because Riverclan did not have to take her in. They did not have to welcome her into their home and now sje wishes to give back just as much as she takes. So she is doing all she can and hell, she has been trying to fish. It's not really her strong suite and she didn't catch anything her wet forepaws say as much. The chill racing up her limbs has most definitely put her off from the river and she sighs as she steps paw into camp once more. This time she has no prey to lay upon the pile, the energy she needs dragging currently. Really she debates on turning back around and going back out when a horrible feeling strikes her. It causes her to pause and the feeling seems to spread through her abdomen.
For a moment she just stands there perplexed. Confusion swelling in her burning eyes before it happens again but strong more painful.
And boy does it begin to hurt like hell. Her eyes begin to widen as she just stands there looking dumbfounded. "A-are they...? She murmurs to herself as she pulls her ears back against her skull. A sudden surge of fear surges through her and she quickly glances around for the one that had become the rock in her life. The solid being that has held her up. "Wolve, please don't be on a patrol..." And she pleads with Starclan that he is somewhere in camp. Somewhere to hear her, or see her as she calls for him suddenly. Turning she tries to make her way to the nursery, taking in labored breathes through the pain, and through her own panic. A mother. Something she has never thought she would ever be. Something she feels like she won't do justice. But she forces it down as best she can because these are her kits. These are her babies and she will raise them. To the best of her ability she will have them be loyal Riverclanners as she has dedicated herself to be.
"I just need my nest..." With a shift she is about to enter the nursery but her legs buckle and she sits down suddenly near the entrance. On instinct she lays down on her side. She huffs and breathes out harshly, scared. No, she's terrified. She is trying and she just doesn't want to be alone.
@wolverinefang
@Skunk-kit
@Sablekit
@Silentkit
- babies will be born next post!
For a moment she just stands there perplexed. Confusion swelling in her burning eyes before it happens again but strong more painful.
And boy does it begin to hurt like hell. Her eyes begin to widen as she just stands there looking dumbfounded. "A-are they...? She murmurs to herself as she pulls her ears back against her skull. A sudden surge of fear surges through her and she quickly glances around for the one that had become the rock in her life. The solid being that has held her up. "Wolve, please don't be on a patrol..." And she pleads with Starclan that he is somewhere in camp. Somewhere to hear her, or see her as she calls for him suddenly. Turning she tries to make her way to the nursery, taking in labored breathes through the pain, and through her own panic. A mother. Something she has never thought she would ever be. Something she feels like she won't do justice. But she forces it down as best she can because these are her kits. These are her babies and she will raise them. To the best of her ability she will have them be loyal Riverclanners as she has dedicated herself to be.
"I just need my nest..." With a shift she is about to enter the nursery but her legs buckle and she sits down suddenly near the entrance. On instinct she lays down on her side. She huffs and breathes out harshly, scared. No, she's terrified. She is trying and she just doesn't want to be alone.
@wolverinefang
@Skunk-kit
@Sablekit
@Silentkit
- babies will be born next post!