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Reedpaw - Apprentice of Shadowclan by Nashi-Hime
Reedpaw - Apprentice of Shadowclan
Name
Reedpaw

Age
6 moons
(10/29/14)

Gender
Tom

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Breed
Moggy - Including Bombay, Russian Blue, and American Shorthair

Appearance
Black and white tom with pale yellow eyes. He has short fur and average build. He has a strange gait and is constantly looking around him with wide eyes.

Orientation
Doesn't have one yet.
Will be heterosexual when older.

Astrological Sign
Gemini

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Clan
Shadowclan

Rank
Apprentice

Mentor
TBA

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Personality
:bulletgreen:[Inquisitive]:bulletgreen:
This curious little fellow loves to look at everything. He sees the world as a place to explore, and sometimes doesn't realize the dangers that lurk. Darkness is his friend and slips around in the night with ease. When he is older, he will use this gift to explore the territories and learn new things.

:bulletgreen:[Emotive] :bulletgreen:
This comes from his attempts to communicate with others. He is very animated and shows his emotions clearly on his face. Sometimes they seem a little exaggerated.

:bulletred:[Prideful]:bulletred:
This is one of Reedpaw's most dangerous traits. He wants to be able to do everything on his own, and when others (except his mother) try to help him, he gets annoyed and prideful. This especially comes out if others sneak up on him and startle him. He will get huffy and run off.

:bulletred:[Bashful]:bulletred:
Around cats he doesn't know, Reedpaw is extremely bashful. He will skirt the crowd and shyly ignore them. Since he cannot hear what they are saying, and not many cats can communicate with him, he gets embarrassed easily. He wishes he was more outgoing, but he realizes this may never happen. This trait disappears around cats he knows well, and is not extremely strong around his clanmates.

:bulletwhite:[Obsessive/Repetitive]:bulletwhite:
Reedpaw is an avid collector of interesting items. He also has a thing with repetitive tasks and motions. When walking into a new area, he will look, sniff, then look around again. This is almost impossible to stop for him and the task gives him comfort and security. He likes to be groomed repeatedly, especially by his mother. He also has an obsession with counting things such as steps or whiskers or other odds things. It would be diagnosed as OCD in a human.

:bulletwhite:[Spacey]:bulletwhite:
With a bad tendency of daydreaming, Reedpaw can seem a little spacey. Communication is obviously not his strong point, so it can be hard to get his attention and hold it. His mind tends to wonder from topic to topic.


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Biography
[Before Birth]
Rainpetal was a pretty little thing. Even from the time she was apprenticed, she caught toms' eyes. Her silver pelt was marbled with dark black markings that gave her a fierce beauty. Rainpaw was quick to learn and loved showing off in a flashy, grandiose way. She thrived on the attention that gave her all the courage to stand out. The pride of Shadowclan. That's how she saw herself, and she never imagined the route her life would take.

At twelve moons, Rainpaw passed the requirements to become a warrior and she became Rainpetal. She was arrogant, young, and still so very beautiful. Soon the toms started coming around frequently, and Rainpetal was quick to entertain them all. The attention which she cherished was almost always free-flowing. That is until the consequences of her actions dawned on her one day. She felt a flutter in her abdomen and she almost fainted. Going to the medicine cat was a walk of embarrassment and shame that could not be delayed. She gave Rainpetal the diagnosis. She would be having kits. Rainpetal was happy, of course, but worry crept along and wormed itself inside of her. She was so young... Would her kits be ok?

The two full moons came and went so quickly. It seemed that Rainpetal had no time to prepare for the night that would change her life forever. It was past moon-high when she felt searing pain rip through her stomach. She screamed out for the medicine cat, trying desperately to find her. Some of her clanmates helped her and half carried her to the medicine cat den. The pregnancy was painful and uncommonly hard. All of the kits were stillborn, not a single one of them moved. Rainpetal began to sob and passed out from the pain of birth and the pain of the losing all of her kits.

[Kit]
When Rainpetal woke, she was still in the medicine cat's den. Her dark blue eyes traveled to her stomach, where a strange feeling was pushing against her. Her eyes widened into orbs. Sitting at her stomach was a small, innocent, black and white kitten with a cute little nose, cute little paws, and a cute little dark tail. Rainpetal lost it; she reached down and licked her kit repeatedly, showering the infant tom with love. He was her miracle son. After she had passed out, the firstborn tom had begun to wriggle, never crying out. The medicine cat had sure been shocked. When Rainpetal moved to the nursery, she began to wonder if there something a little off about her precious Reedkit. He didn't act like the other kits; he didn't talk and he didn't respond to her words. A fear trickled down the beauty's spine, and a thought stung her like a burr.

Deaf cats don't survive long in the clans.

He's not deaf! She would tell the other queens, trying not to notice the pity and superiority in their eyes. He just has selective hearing. He's just spacy. He's just... deaf.

As Reedkit aged, he was always in some predicament or another. His ears just didn't work, but that didn't stop his childish curiosity. And Rainpetal talked to him in the universal language, love. She was patient, and taught him to be cautious. To look first, then smell, then look again. Reedkit was a fast learning, and his mother was his world. She taught him to understand certain tail and paw signals that meant different things. Tail crooked and waving towards something = go there or come here. Paw touching muzzle = fresh kill. Reedkit tried so hard, and soon was adept at understanding his mother. However, other cats did not always have the patience to learn his unique way of talking. Maybe it was a blessing that Reedkit could not hear some of the things they said about him.

[Apprenticeship]
When Reedkit turned six moons old, no one thought he would be allowed to leave the nursery. But Rainpetal was not going to let her baby boy live his life without the joy of becoming a warrior. She pleaded with the leader to the point of tears. Reedkit was giving the name Reedpaw, though to him it was not much of an importance. He only understood his name as the plant his mother brought him one day. He is currently without a mentor, and is awaiting one patient and skilled enough to teach him.

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Family
Mother: Rainpetal
Father: Unknown Tom Let me know if you want to be this cat~
Other Family:
-Maternal Grandmother: Featherflight
-Maternal Grandfather: Frogstrike

Relationships
Bullet; Black Dislike
Bullet; Black Bullet; Black Enemy
Bullet; Black Bullet; Black Bullet; Black Hate/Loathe
Bullet; White Unsure / Still developing thoughts
Bullet; Blue Neutral / Acquaintances
Bullet; Green Friend
Bullet; Green Bullet; Green Good Friend
Bullet; Green Bullet; Green Bullet; Green Best Friend
Bullet; Pink Interested
Bullet; Pink Bullet; Pink Takes a Liking to / Crush
Bullet; Pink Bullet; Pink Bullet; Pink Lust
Bullet; Orange Missing / On the Mind
Bullet; Orange Bullet; Orange Attachment
Bullet; Red Love
Bullet; Red Bullet; Red Family (or love like family)
Bullet; Red Bullet; Red Bullet; Red Mate
Bullet; Purple Respect
Death Deceased


{Thunderclan}

{Riverclan}

{Skyclan}

{Shadowclan}
Rainpetal :bulletred: / :bulletred: :bulletred: / :bulletpurple: /:bulletgreen: :bulletgreen: / :bulletorange: :bulletorange:

{Windclan}

{Nonclan}


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Playlist
CLICK the Links. <3
1.
Where is the Love by The Black Eyed Peas www.youtube.com/watch?v=sWN5mf…
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Fun Facts
*Reedpaw is such a mamma's boy.
*His favorite colour is blue like his mamma's eyes.
*His favorite season will be New-leaf. He will love the birth of new things~
*He is deaf not dumb. >: )

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RP Sample

The air in the nursery was suddenly colder than it had ever been before. In the crook of her mother's belly, the five month old kit, Gracekit, murmured and shivered in her sleep. Inside of her dream, things had gotten strange.

"Where am I?" The calico she-cat twisted her neck around to take in the trees that blocked out all light from Silverpelt. "What is this place?" She took a few steps on the hard, cold ground. She instinctively shivered. "Hello! Is there anyone here?" She squinted her eyes as some shapes darted amongst the trees. Maybe I'm in Starclan? She thought and shivered again. I hope I'm not dead. Her humour was still there, even if it was a little tense.

A shadow slunk out of the the trees and started towards her. Gracekit's claws came out and stuck into the coarse dirt and grass of the dark forest floor. "Who.. Who are you." She tried to act brave, but this cat was easily three times her size with massive shoulders and blood caking his fur around his neck. His eyes though.. his eyes were not as cold as the rest of him. "Tell me who you are!" She bared her little teeth and the cat seemed to laugh as he began to swirl and drift away.

Gracekit awake with a start. Her little body was covered in sweat and her blue/green eyes glanced nervously around the nursery. "Are you alright?" Her mother spoke softly and sleepily.

"Yes mother. It was just a dream... It was just a dream..."

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Drawing and app info belongs to me.
The app belongs to The-Rainfall-Effect
Information subject to change based on rp and updates. :3
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TBT Doodles by Nashi-Hime
TBT Doodles
Ahhh. These have been sitting in my computer forever. lol
I figured I would upload them~
Just some gifty doodles for TBT members
I may upload some more of these if I get enough drawn.

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Earthfang belongs to :iconsophsouffle:
Ravenstorm belongs to :iconlunarshadowcreations:
Jetkit belongs to :iconlithestep:
Duckpaw belongs to :iconthegreatcattacoon:
Angelfeather belongs to :iconeto-nyan:
Ghostfiddle belongs to :iconmod2amaryllis: and :iconalittlecr00ked:
Art by me. :3
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No Peeking! by Nashi-Hime
No Peeking!
Phew... My last entry for the Halloween event~
Gracekit bobbing for "apples".


Gracekit: "This leaf is too tight, Mama! I can't see anything!" <---- Doesn't get the point of the game

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Gracekit and picture belong to me.
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Otterfoot - Warrior of Riverclan - TBT by Nashi-Hime
Otterfoot - Warrior of Riverclan - TBT

New App~
Edited - 0

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Name:
Otterkit
Otterpaw

Otterfoot

Age:
April 27th 2012 (10 Moons)
40 Moons

Gender:
She-cat

Breed:
Moggie (70% American Shorthair : 20% Maine Coon : 10% Snowshoe)

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Appearance
She is a dark tabby with a cream-coloured muzzle, chest, paws, and undertail. She has two feathery tufts of fur sticking from the top of both ears. Her eyes are a piercing sun orange.
Scent - She often smells like clean water...and sometimes like fish.
Voice - Her voice was a soft soprano with a trill when she got excited. Now it is lower and has a more echo-like sound. She still trills if she gets excited.
Voice actress - Amanda Seyfried (as Otterkit/paw) deepens to Mari Devon (Renamon from Digimon) as Otterpaw/Otterfoot.

Orientation - Bisexual

Astrological Sign -Aries

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Clan:
Riverclan

Rank:
Warrior

Past Mentor = Tornadoclaw

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Orientation || Bisexual
Status || Closed
Preference(s) || Otterfoot likes sweet, cute males. Especially ones with dark coats or tabbies like herself. If she crushes on a female, it is usually a strong, independent one who doesn't like her back.
Activity || Currently looking for: Nothing. She has an Angel. <3


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Personality:
[Feisty and Moody]
Full of a fire that refuses to be put out by the water surrounding her, Otterfoot always has a quick comment or a spicy remark to someone who disagrees with her. She is hard to handle sometimes, and she can be a bit of a flirt to both toms and she-cats. She is also a bit bossy and is known to accidentally correct or interrupt older warriors which gets her elder duty often. If she doesn't get her way she can be quite moody even to the point of pouting.

[Justified and Loyal]
Otterfoot believes she is in the best clan that has ever existed. She fights without remorse and without regret, believing she is fighting for what is right and what she believes in. She may not be fast or have the best moves, but she puts all of her strength into both swimming and fighting. She does have a tendency to disregard rules that are in favor of over clans, such as border rules. She can sometimes be found hunting on other clan's territory, and this will undoubtedly get her in trouble one day.

[Protective]
This she-cat has a fierce older sister complex. This especially applies to her smaller sister Coralpaw. If she deems a cat, bigger/smaller/younger/older, than her to be in need of protection than she will defend them with her life. However, in exchange for her protection, Otterfoot typically expects the other cat to be grateful. If they are not, she can get a bit moody and even violent.

[Youthful and Curious]
Otterfoot has always carried an air of youthful curiosity. She will seek out strange sounds and follow her nose into dangerous situations just to satisfy her curiosity. More than once this has gained her enemies, but also friends.

[Bitter]

During the scale plague, Otterfoot's sister Coralpaw died from a mixture of hunger, an infected cut, and the scale plague. Now Otterfoot has become a more bitter she-cat. She has now lost all of her family and she doesn't feel close to any cat in the clan. She especially is loosing any hope of kindness due to the cruel and severe personality of her mentor.

[Sullen]

After becoming a warrior, Otterfoot has become much more morose and downtrodden. She can often be seen sulking and grumbling, but she does not let it interfere with her warrior duties. New This has improved since Angelfeather joined Riverclan.


Brief Backstory:

A rather large kitten and her smaller sister were born to two faithful warriors of Riverclan on one rainy day. No lightning struck, no thunder clashed, but a soft silence accompanied the rainfall. The larger she-cat was the first to open her eyes, which quickly turned from kitten blue to a pumpkin orange. They were wide and curious. She was the braver of the two kits and had a bad habit of bossing the smaller kit around, though the little one followed her commands obediently. Always trailing the older warriors around, the amber-eyed kit was always in the way, yet would mostly escape reprimand with her charming youth and innocent curiosity.

<"Death" of Two Warriors>
It happened shortly after Otterfoot was apprenticed. Her parents left the clans. It seemed so strange. There was never an explanation or any bodies, and some cats believed the two cats left to become loners or even kittypets. The clan lost two brave cats, and Otterfoot lost her most respected idols. For a moon after their departure, the tabby she-cat moped around, without her characteristic spark or any enjoyment for life.


The change came when Coralpaw, Otterfoot's smaller sister was injured in a simple swimming exercise. Her front left paw was twisted badly under a rock when she encountered a small undertow. Otterfoot had been going through the motions of the exercise when the accident happened, and she dove under the current to free her sister and they both made it to shore. After that, Otterfoot swore she would become a powerful warrior who could always take care of her sister and anyone else who deserved protection.

 

Bullet; Red Met all of the cats in the relationship status area (see below)

Bullet; Red Coralpaw died of the Scale plague

Bullet; Red Otterpaw has become a warrior with the name Otterfoot! Hooray!

Bullet; Red Otterfoot is now in a relationship! with Angelfeather. ;3

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Relationships:

 Family:
Mother - Deerstripe
Father - Shrewpad
Siblings - Coralpaw

RELATIONSHIP STATUSES:
Bullet; Black Bullet; Black Hate / Untrustworthy
Bullet; Black Dislike
Bullet; White Unsure / Still developing thoughts
Bullet; Blue Neutral / Acquaintances
Bullet; Green Friend
Bullet; Green Bullet; Green Best / Close Friend
Bullet; Pink Interested
Bullet; Pink Bullet; Pink Takes a Liking to / Crush
Bullet; Yellow Attachment
Bullet; Orange Missing / On the Mind
Bullet; Red Love
Bullet; Red Bullet; Red Family
Heart Mate
Bullet; Purple Respect
Death Deceased


Thunderclan

Riverclan

Angel Bullet; Blue / Bullet; Green / Bullet; Pink


I met this cat in the river. I swear if I have to save one more cat from drowning, I'm going to move to Skyclan. But this cat sure was beautiful. She has these eyes... She even convinced me to go back to her kittypet place with her. I can't believe I went, but it was interesting. She is such an interesting cat... I wonder if I will see her again.

Bullet; Blue / Bullet; Green / Bullet; Green Bullet; Green / Bullet; Pink / Bullet; Pink Bullet; Pink / Bullet; White

So she came to live in Riverclan, and she is expecting Redwave's kits! But I avoided her when she first moved into camp... I just don't know how to feel about her being with another cat. Why am I jealous? It's not like she owes me anything. It's not like she is even into she-cats, right? When we talked in the cave, she told me some of the kits might be Shadesong's. I won't tell anyone her secret, but I hope all the kits look like Redwave. It would be awful if they looked like another cat.

Bullet; Green / Bullet; Green Bullet; Green / Bullet; Pink / Bullet; Pink Bullet; Pink / Bullet; Yellow
Angelfeather had her kits! I got to meet them and I just love them all. I've never been around kits before, but if they are Angel's, I don't see how I couldn't like them. Most of them look like her or Redwave, but there is one little dark one that kind of doesn't look like either. I hope that Redwave doesn't notice. Toms can be dumb sometimes so he might not. I promised to help her teach the kits how to be a good warrior. Maybe I can mentor one of them, if Echostar lets me. I would kind of like to mentor Matchkit...
 
Bullet; Green / Bullet; Green Bullet; Green / Bullet; Pink / Bullet; Pink Bullet; Pink / Bullet; Yellow / Bullet; Red / Heart
I'm so ecstatic with what happened. I spent all night gathering lillies to maybe cheer Angel up. She's been so drained lately. And when I brought her to the grove, things went better than I ever could have hoped! She asked me to be her mate, and of course I said yes. This is the best thing that  has ever happened to me! I even agreed to sleep in the nursery with her at night. I hope I can sleep with mewing kits. *chuckles*


Tornadoclaw TheCactusZoo  Bullet; Black / Bullet; Purple

My Mentor... I don't know what there is to say about his dark personality that matches his fur or the obnoxious way he thinks he is always right about everything. I know he is teaching me a lot, so I don't complain...outloud. But geez, this tom cat sure ruffles my fur the wrong way. And he is scary too. But don't tell him I said that.

Bullet; Yellow
Even if the old fleabag and I didn't always see eye to eye, I guess I am kind of grateful for everything he taught me.

 

Rabbitleap Paradox-Zee Death / Bullet; Blue / Bullet; Green
This guy was a real fun cat even if he was a little odd. I am sad he is gone.

 

Streamcurrent BlUE-Cl0UD Death / Bullet; Green / Bullet; Purple
Streamcurrent taught me some moves one day. I wish she was my mentor instead of Tornadoclaw! Well she is dead now, so I guess that'll never happen.

 

Scarletpaw Aceofstars16 Death / Bullet; PinkBullet; Pink / Bullet; Black
This she cat was the epitome of beautiful. With fur like a striking sunset. I really wish she had returned my affections... I just cannot understand why some she-cats think it is wrong for two she-cats to like each other. Well, she is dead now too just like so many cats in our clan. I miss her sometimes...


Shadowclan
Foxtrot totodiIes  Death / Bullet; Black / Bullet; White
I saved this cat from drowning in my river. This seems to be a strange trend. I don't know why so many cats think they can just swim in my river if they have never swam before. Of course they won't be able to! Well I saved Foxtrot, but she wasn't even grateful that I saved her. Fine. It's fine. I will just turn the other way next time I see her.


Whitepaw fancy-kitty Death / Bullet; Blue / Bullet; Green
I met this cat one day when I accidentally went into Shadowclan territory. At first I thought she would fight me, but then I found out that she is kinda nice. We played tag and chase for a little bit before we had to go back to our clans. I consider her a friend even if she is a mangy Shadowclanner.

Cricketleap

Nettlepaw

Windclan
Kestrelpaw KeiraxStorm Death / Bullet; Blue / Bullet; Black
Yet another she-cat I had to save from the river. I really wish cats would learn to stay out of the water unless they were raised in it. Anyways~ This she-cat was actually an ok swimmer till the water got to rough for her. But I saved her. Because I am awesome. But she didn't seem grateful either. Also, I found out that Sammy knows her too. I wonder how they met each other



Skyclan

Others
Ruby SapphireSquire Bullet; Blue / Bullet; Green

I met Ruby one day in the woods. She didn't know anything about clans or warriors! That's ok, though. I told her everything she needed to know. She was very kind and a little skittish, but I am glad I met her. I hope I see her again someday.

Sammy sheckers Bullet; Blue / Bullet; Green / Bullet; Pink 

I met Sammy when I found his nest in the grotto of the woods. I have never seen such a strange tom. He is a loner, but acts sorta like a kittypet. He was also hurt when I met him, and I felt sorry for him. He introduced me to his bird-creature which he called a bell. I really liked it. ^^ He also said he knew Kestrelpaw. I wonder why he knows her. Maybe I will go visit him again someday.



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Notes - Always Open
Comments - Closed
Skype - Don't have one
Chat - Rare

Playlist:
1. "It's My Life" - Bon Jovi www.youtube.com/watch?v=9SKFwt…
2. "Wild One" - Faith Hill www.youtube.com/watch?v=zulQjd…
3. "Trouble" - P!nk www.youtube.com/watch?v=IRz5Xw…
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5.

Roleplay Sample:
(This isn't really part of Otterpaw's story line. It's just a rp sample. lol)

The world was black and white with shadows of grey making outlines on the forest before her. Otterpaw stared, puzzled at the scene. The colour-washed scene began to morph in front of her eyes, sending a scattering of green on the ground.
I've got to be dreaming... Otterpaw looked down at her paws as she thought this and she flexed her claws, glad to see them still working. When she looked back up, the trees now had some colour too, but something was off. The ground looked like it was flooding with a swirling black-blue water. "What's going on?" She demanded from the water with no reply given. When the water reached midway up the tall trees, Otterpaw realized she should find higher ground. She was already on a rise, but soon the water would reach her too. She began to climb up a small hill to her left, but had trouble finding footing. She began to slide down and was loosing ground against the quickly rising water. Her heart thudded in her chest when she felt the tip of her tail get wet. She raised her tail higher and pushed up the hill. One more misstep sent her hurtling backwards. She hit the water with a splash and woke up in her den. Otterpaw's fur was soaked and her wide orange eyes glinted when she realized it was raining outside and she had fallen asleep under a leak in the roof. She stood, shook out her tabby fur, and went to find her mentor. She would have to fix this leak. That dream was enough to discourage her from getting any more sleep that day.

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Meeting the Babies

:bulletorange: = Otterfoot
:bulletpurple: = Angelfeather

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:bulletorange: Outside of the nursery, the dark Riverclan warrior, Otterfoot, paced with uncertainty. It had happened. Angel... Angelfeather now... was inside the bush with her kittens. There were five babies, and Otterfoot felt like an anxious tom. She didn't know if she wanted to go in now or wait. It's not like she had any obligation to these kits, but she felt such a protectiveness over their mother now. She knew sooner or later she would have to meet the offspring of her friend.

After countless time waiting and pacing around camp, she finally stood at the entrance of the nursery and took a deep breath. She plunged her head inside, then took a couple steps. Her eyes adjusted to the layered sunlight that filtered through the thick bush. The nursery was located inside of a scrub that was mostly hollow inside. Upon looking around, Otterfoot saw her friend, and she saw the small lives at her belly. The dark tabby's bright orange eyes rounded into orbs as she took in the sight. Five small, perfect kits nestled in the crook of Angelfeather's belly. When she spoke, her voice was a little cracked. "Angelfeather.. they are beautiful..."

:bulletpurple: All day, faint scents of her dark friend wafted into the nursery, getting Angelfeather's hopes up, only to be dashed when she lender entered. "Perhaps she's busy..." the thought to herself as she looked down at her kits. "Or maybe she doesn't want to see them..." They were cute! Why wouldn't she want to see her perfect, beautiful children?! She blinked then calmed herself down by grooming herself, then her kits. "Maybe she's just not ready." That was her final conclusion on the matter, so she waited patiently.

When Otterfoot finally came in, it immediately brightened Angelfeather's day. "It's about time," she mewed quietly yet happily. And hearing what she said next made her feel a surge of pride. "Aren't they...? Come on, come closer. It's a little dark in here, so I want you to see and welcome them all into the family." If she had a tail, it would be flicking around happily right then.

She wasted no time introducing them- her voice bubbly with excitement and pride, as if she was showing off a collection of rare jewels. "This tom here was first born, his name is Amber kit. I love how his little tush is white! Isn't he cute? It's like someone forgot to continue painting on his ginger coat." She laughed softly mad the continued on to the next kit, "And look at this one; he looks a lot like you- well, Redwave, but still. I was thinking about you when I named him; wanna try guessing it? You get one clue. He's named after another cute fluffy brown animal that's not an otter." She winked playfully.

All those moons of carrying these little burdens had dowsed the she-cat's once vivacious personality, but now that they were here, she didn't feel so alone and for the first time in a long time, she felt truly happy. And it was obvious as well; she got that playful spark back. "I believe Mini-me was born next, but by then I was so drugged by poppy seeds that I don't really remember," she admitted sheepishly before turning to look at a little kit that look nearly identical to her, with the exception of stripes. "I decided to give her my old name, Cookie... With kit at the end of course. And then next was her sister, Fizzykit. She reminds me of this bubbly brown water two legs drink- I believe it's called 'cream soda' and it fizzes. And even as a baby, I can tell that she'll be a handful." She continued smiling and laughing, right up until she got to the last kit. Her face said it all; there was confusion as well as dislike and remorse. Just a messy mix before she looked at Otterfoot with a bit of a heavy heart. "The darkest one, the tom... He's the youngest. And I... I'm pretty sure Shadesong's the father..." She whispered quietly, just to make sure absolutely no one would hear this aside from Otterfooot. She had already told the she-cat her secret, and now that they were here, she just wanted to let her know who was whose. "I think most of them are Redwave's... I mean, they all have stripes, so that's a good sign. Shadesong had spots, so I'm not so sure if Squirrel and Match are Redwave's... But Squirrel looks just like his father... Haha, and so does Match." She shifted a little uncomfortably at the subject, but even with that tiny movement, made little Squirrelkit flop over.

Angelfeather's face lined with worry as she tried helping him latch back on, but she was still new at this, so she would need Dewsplash's help since Squirrelkit was the hardest one to feed. Though, it was a blessing in disguise, considering that it didn't leave her much time to fret over her kits paternity.


:bulletorange:Otterfoot knew she had taken too long to come inside, but her hesitance had no malice. Still, she couldn't deny the wonderful sight of the kits. She took a few steps closer at Angelfeather's encouragement.

Amberkit. Otterfoot looked down at the first born and gave him a quick sniff. All of the kits smelled like Angel, milk, and even a faint scent of Riverclan. Amberkit was strong looking with the beginnings of a fluffy coat. Otterfoot didn't say it, but she wondered how well a fluffy cat would do in Riverclan's waters. Then again, the kit could grow out of  the fluffy stage very easily.

The warrior turned to the next kit. "Only one hint?" She gave a slight grin and thought about it for a moment. "Beaverkit?" She gave a light laugh. "But they aren't really fluffy. I'm going guess Squirrelkit." She said with finality.  Upon closer inspection of the second kit, Otterfoot wondered if he was ok. He didn't move as much as the other kits and when he did it was in a strange way. It seemed like he was having a hard time kneading Angel's stomach. A slight look of concern flicked then left Otterfoot's features.

Otterfoot gave a chuckle to Angel's poppy seed comment. She had been on them once before, and she understood. "Cookiekit will grow up to be a beautiful cat, just like her mother." She said the words matter-of-fact, then blushed after she said them. She tried to continue with her comments gracefully. Otterfoot didn't know what 'cream soda' was, but she nodded as though it made since. Fizzykit was already a squirmy child, nudging her siblings and causing a little scene and Otterfoot smiled at the sight.

Her vision fell to the last kit, and then to Angel's face. Angel's emotions were clear and Otterfoot felt sad for her friend. She reached over to the dark kit and gave him a lick on the head. "You know Angel, he kind of looks like me too." The warrior's tufted ears flicked back as she gave a funny face that resembled a kit who's eyes weren't open yet. "Do you see the resemblance?" Otterfoot's sun eyes flicked back open and she once again wondered if there was something wrong with the kit who fell over.

:bulletpurple: Angelfeather couldn't help the deep rumbling purr that reverberated in her chest. She felt so happy and content! Otterfoot seemed pretty impressed by her kits; almost as if they were related to her or something. Well, maybe she and Redwave were related...? She never asked, and they both were tabbies... Oh StarClan, that would be so awkward! Her lip jutted out in a thoughtful pout before she piped up, "Hey, you and Redwave wouldn't happen to be related, would you?"

She nodded happily, "Only one! Hm... I've never seen a beaver before. So nope! Ah yes~! I can't believe you guessed it so quickly." She laughed a little, though, once she noticed that slight look of concern, she felt her heart drop down to her stomach. So Otterfoot noticed as well...? Surely it can't be that bad! He's just a kit, he can grow out of it... Angelfeather shifted a little to shelter her son protectively.

The she-cat blushed brightly at Otterfoot's comment, but she just ended up smiling and laughing quietly, "I think she'll turn out even more beautiful, since she'll have all her legs and a tail, not only that, but stripes too~! I wonder if she'll have my eyes?" She said happily; it didn't matter to her, so long as she was healthy... She found herself glancing at Squirrelkit again.

Angelfeather smiled once more when the other she-cat seemed to approve of her daughters; it was a bit of a relief to be honest. If Otterfoot gave her approval, then the rest of the clan would, right? At least, that's what she hoped for. "Hey Otterfoot? Do you think they'll be treated alright in the clan...?" She finally asked. She didn't see why not, but still... Not everyone liked kittypets or their children. But it's not their fault!

"He does?" She asked, sounding a little shocked, but after witnessing that face the tabby made, she couldn't help but snicker and giggle until she was out-right laughing, "Well~! When you pull a face like that, I'm sure you could make any kit look like you." It brought her spirits back up, and soon she said playfully, "Well, if anyone asks, then I'll just say you're the father, kay?" she joked with a wink while sticking her tongue out slightly. But after a moment, her brow furrowed as she huffed, "It's not anyone's business anyway. Besides... It's not like Shadesong is a bad cat... In fact, I hope Matchkit turns out like his father in every way possible." She mewed before glancing at the dark tabby. She couldn't help but think of how handsome he'll become in the future; she just prayed he wouldn't make the same decisions his parents made...

"Hmm..." She looked concerned as she shifted and tried her best to get in a position that would work for Squirrelkit and the rest, but that didn't seem to be happening... "Do you think you could get the medicine cat, or his apprentice...? I'm still not sure how to feed Squirrelkit yet and I don't want the poor thing starving..." The she-cat sounded forlorn; what kind of mother couldn't even feed her child? "Sorry to ask you... I mean, unless you want to watch them while I go get him? They'd probably get really fussy considering they're nursing now..." And mewling kits isn't going to warm any hearts like it did when they were first born.


:bulletorange: "Related? Well no, I don't think so." Otterfoot gave a puzzled look. She didn't think she was related to Redwave. No one in her family looked like him that she knew of. She brushed the idea off with a shrug of her shoulders.

Otterfoot thought about her answer to Angel's concern. Sometimes kits born to kittypets had a rough life, but Redwave was a warrior of Riverclan and his clanmates respected him. "I think your kits will turn out alright as long as they uphold the warrior code and work hard for the clan." The tabby nodded to emphasis her thoughts.

Otterfoot blushed at the comment of fatherhood. She felt that any cat should be proud to be the father of Angel's kits. Finally, however, the dark cat decided to ask bluntly about Squirrelkit. "Is that little kit alright? The one you named after the fluffy forest animal. " Otterfoot spoke the words frankly but with concern as well. "I will go get the medicine cat apprentice if you would prefer that."

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"Oh, good! W-well, um... not good necessarily, just... I was just curious is all, since you're both tabbies is all." She smiled sheepishly and inside felt a little relieved. So, she wasn't interested in the father of her kits' sister or anything like that. That would be... tough.

Her ears perked attentively as she watched the she-cat and listened to her advice; she greatly valued her advice, so with a meek smile, she nodded. "That's true; I'll be sure to teach them to live by it! T-though... Ahaha... I might need a little review as well." Her cheeks went a little rosy from embarrassment. The only time she had heard about the warrior code extensively was the first time she met Redwave many moons ago.

Angelfeather grinned mischievously when she embarrassed Otterfoot, but as soon as the she-cat brought up Squirrelkit, that demeanor quickly faded. Her lip quivered a bit as tears began to bubble and blur part of her vision. Quickly she looked down at him and murmured shakily, "I-I don't know... I don't know what to do Otterfoot, I'm scared I'm going to lose him...! I love all my kits, I wanna see them become warriors, b-but..." She sniffled and then gently touched her tiny brown tabby with her nose. "I don't know what to do... What if he doesn't make it? It would be my fault... I'm the mother after all...!" Carefully, she picked him up and moved him up between her paws so she could begin grooming him to soothe herself. As long as she could feel him breathing, she'd be alright. "I... think something might be wrong with his legs..." She finally voiced her concerns. She didn't want to tell anyone that she birthed kits that weren't able to become warriors. And whether it was her fault or Redwave's, she didn't know, but she felt responsible considering she was the one that carried them for those two moons, and she was the one taking care of them. "W-Well... He's not so fussy right now, so he mustn't be very hungry... I think we'll be okay without him, but once Squirrelkit starts squeaking, I'll need your help in getting him."  

:bulletorange: Otterfoot leaned down and touched her nose to the top of Amberkit's head. "I'll do my best to teach them all too." Her orange eyes returned to Angelfeather and she added, "I'll teach you too, if you want. But the elders may help even more than me. They love to ramble about the code " She gave a light laugh.

Otterfoot's tabby features twisted with concern for Squirrelkit. Something was definitely odd about the kit, and the warrior had never seen anything like it before in her life. But the warrior didn't want to worry Angelfeather any more than was necessary. "Well, I'm sure everything will work out. After all, if his mother can become a warrior with three legs and no tail, then he should be able to even with a leg problem." Otterfoot hoped she was right. The she-cat remembered when her sister twisted her paw in the undercurrent of the river. It had been a slow recovery, and life could be rough for a cat who couldn't use their front paws. Right now though, it was more important for Squirrelkit to learn to nurse.

The sturdy she-cat let her belly brush the ground as she tucked her front paws under her tan fur. "I know the clan will help out if he needs it." She spoke affirmatively.

:bulletpurple: She smiled softly and happily, her eyes closing as she nodded her head approvingly, "I couldn't think of a better mentor- that reminds me! When they're old enough, do you think I could request you to mentor one of my kits? I think you'd make a wonderful teacher, Otterfoot." She said sincerely as she peeked at the tabby warrior. "Heehee~ I'll be sure to visit them soon then," she replied happily.

Angelfeather wasn't so much convinced, her head dipping a little as she frowned at the ground, "Well... I think I only became a warrior just because I was carrying Redwave's kits..." She stated softly, hoping Otterfoot wouldn't be surprised by her revelation, if it was one. This was just Angelfeather's thoughts on the matter; she wasn't much of a fighter, so really her only skill was fishing, and even that wasn't so great. The queen glanced down at her little kittens, looking over each and every one before setting her gaze on Squirrelkit, the kit closest to her paws. Once again, she shifted then tried to find a spot for him where she could easily reach him and readjust him if he needed to be, but it seemed like that was taken. Without much of a second thought, she removed Matchkit and set him aside to better attend to Squirrelkit. Like the medicine cat had shown her, she pawed at her own belly to get the milk flowing and soon the noisy kitten was quieted again.

With a soft yet tired sigh, she nodded, "I would hope so. Clans... They're like families, aren't they?" It was a soothing thought. So soothing, that she even began to doze off... Because, let's face it, how much sleep could she have gotten with five newborns constantly squeaking and vying for her attention? And now that the noisiest one was taken care of, she couldn't help herself from nodding off. However, that left Matchkit searching for his mother's warm belly, seeing as how she was so preoccupied with Squirrelkit, it seemed like he was forgotten. The dark kit clumsily bumbled over to Otterfoot where his head blindly bumped against her paw, only to rest there for a moment and mewl out a tiny squeak.


:bulletorange: "Of course, I'd be happy..." Otterfoot started to reply when she noticed her friend beginning to seem sad again. "Oh, no Angelfeather. I don't think Echostar would have allowed you to stay if all you were good for was having kits. I really don't." Otterfoot's orange eyes noticed as her friend pushed the dark little kit aside and Otterfoot felt uneasy. She kind of liked the little kit already and she wondered if her friend's unease towards the kit was greater than she let on.

Watching Angel's head dip down in sleep, Otterfoot felt slightly relieved. She was just really tired; that was all. There couldn't be a hidden distaste towards her kit, right? Otterfoot shook her head slightly, throwing that idea away. When the tumbling, blind kit fell towards her, Otterfoot gave a surprised expression with wide eyes and tufted ears standing tall. "Oh!" She said quietly, " Shush, Matchkit. You'll wake your mother." The warrior bent down and gave the dark kit a few licks on his head to calm him down. "There's no need to fuss." She whispered then she picked up the hungry kit in her mouth and placed him down beside Angelfeather's belly. The kit began to suckle and Otterfoot felt relieved.

After replacing the kit, the warrior padded quietly towards Angelfeather's head and she laid down on the cool ground beside her. She gave her friend a few gentle licks on the head and gave a slight sigh as she rested her own head on her paws and closed her eyes. Maybe it was a good time for a nap.


:bulletpurple: That brightened her up a bit, feeling slightly better as she mewed softly, "Thanks..." With a yawn, she rested her head down and tried her best not to move so he kits could eat in peace and so she may sleep. At this point, Angel had mixed feelings about Matchkit. His father was just so charming and kind, but on the same foot, he was Thunderclan, and she was Riverclan now, and that just wasn't a good thing. Was it...? Probably not. She remembered the warrior code; not verbatim, but something like you're allowed to have friends in other clans, but you might meet them in battle one day, or something like that. Maybe having kits outside of your own clan wasn't as taboo as she previously thought. She'll have to ask about it some time...

The dark little tom gave her a quieter mew as she spoke to him, but was once again silent when Otterfoot had licked his head. His chubby little body curled up into a bundle of fur once he was picked up, and soon he was happily back at his mother's side.

Upon feeling the nice little licks from her friend, she gave her a weak little smile. She was too tired to actually open her eyes, but she felt it nonetheless and that warmed her heart. Her neck craned slightly, so her curly fur brushed lightly against Otterfoot's paw, which is where she decided she would rest. Hopefully the other she-cat wouldn't mind, but she liked having the company, which she didn't get too much of as of late. Still... Now seemed the perfect time for a nap with her dearest friend.

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Thanks for the favorite, cute cat pictures, I liked the colorful coat and expressions :)  you do not mind add to watch?

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