Forbidden Life

[MossStar]

((*country accent* SLEETEH, ANGEL, AND MOSSEH [glow=green,5,000]ONLEH![/glow]DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?? ))

Mosspaw stumbled over roots and trees in pain. Her belly, fully swollen, was about to have its kits at any moment. She winced in pain and stumbled around even more. Like a crosseyed cat on steroids, she flopped down not far from the Shadowclan border and prayed for Sleetfur to come. Another ripple came through her body. She definatly had at least 2 coming.

Breathing heavily, she let out a moan. Then, the blurry image of a cat appeared from the other side of the Thunderpath. Sleetfur! Mosspaw let out a wail. "Sleetfur!! Help! K-kits..." Mosspaw trailed away. Her vision blurred but she saw the outline of a cat coming across the Thunderpath...

((Eh.... Not that great. But come to think of it... later.... Moonkit and Applepaw should post on here too.... ))

[Ivystar]

((Mosspaw? Me thinks you went on autopilot. I know this is Ivy, but I'm too lazy to switch.))

Mice held the nourishment Sleetfur and his entire Clan craved as he laid his paws carefully down as he mirrored the mouse and prepared himself to leap upon its back. Summoning himself up he leaped forward at the rodent, only to be distracted mid-leap by a cry for help. the rodent took advabtage of it's predator's lack of attention and managed to evade the claws spelling death as it scurried to it's burrow. "Mouse Dung!" Sleetfur snarled, annoyance at every nook on him. He then recalled what the distraction had been craving: assistance. He raced forward to find a swollen Mossheart lying before him, he flank heaving in agony.

[MossStar]

((Whoops. ))

Mossheart managed a smile at Sleetfur and was in relief when she saw him. But that only lasted for a moment. Another painful ripple passed through her body and she let out a low cry. Amedicine cat should be doing this!! Not a warrior! Or myself... But I have to do it myself... Mossheart took a deep breath and waited. Another ripple passed through her, the strongest yet, and Mossheart heaved with all her strength. A small kit slid out onto the grass. "Sleetfur," she spoke, in barley a whisper. "Lick our kit to keep it warm. Lick it's fur the wrong way. While our next kit comes-" Mossheart was cut off as another powerful surge came through her, sending spasms through her body. Then, another kit came, and Mossheart was filled with relief. "Sleetfur, come meet your kits." She nudged the other one over to him and dropped her head onto the grass. She took many deep breaths and then got relaxed enough to heave herself up, her stomach no longer swollen. She took the kits and gently swept her tail around them, nudging them to her belly where they could be fed. One kit had soft white paws and a light ginger pelt. The other, a blue-gray, like Sleetfur.

"This one," She said to Sleetfur, gesturing to the ginger one. "Will be called Applekit. While this one," She gestured to the bluegray one. "Will be Moonkit." Then a thought occured to Mossheart. "What clans will they be in?"

[Sleetfur]

Sleetfur gazed forward; transfixed by horror as he saw his forbidden mate bring life into the world as two kits emerged form their mother's womb. He stood motionless, mesmerized by the fact that he was becoming a father. He finally roused himself into action and began giving encouragement to his mate as she labored. He gasped with horror and delight as the kits were birthed. He instantly spoke after she named them, saying," They're are wonderful names."

[MossStar]

Mossheart managed a weak smile and shakily heaved herself to her paws. "What clans are they going to be in? I better take Moonkit. She looks like you so it won't be obvious that she's mine. You will take Applekit. She looks like she's mine, so she'll be safer. And if anyone finds out, we'll-" Mossheart stopped herself. She snapped her gaze toward the sound and saw a streak of white fur. The scent gave it away all too quickly.

Angelheart.