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Oakfur yawned slightly. She sat down, licking her paws.
Oakfur yawned slightly. She sat down, licking her paws.
Pulling out a vole, Silverbrook took her place back next to her den.
"Hello Silverbrook!"
“Greetings, Oakfur, how are you today?”
"The kits are kicking around. I'm going to give birth soon."
“The sooner the better,” Silverbrook purred, “ kits will always be a blessing.”
"Yes. I can't wait."
Silverbrook walked up to her and nosed her belly, “They are ready,” she remarked, “hopefully they come today.”
"Wait, say what?" Oakfur meowed in surprise. She thought it would have been a few days.
Silverbrook nodded, “Yes, today!”
"Okay, that's…. unsettling. I was going hunting today."
“Oakfur, even if you were going to start kitting in a few days, you should not be hunting.”
"Um…. I've been out hunting over the last few weeks."
Silverbrook shook her head, “ Where is your mate?”
(I'll pull up an RP for him later.) "Out hunting."
“Usually a mate would be forcing there mate into the nursery right after they find out their caring kits, has your mate told you to stay in the nursery?”
"Um… yes. I didn't listen."
“See! So you should stay in the nursery.”
"Okay…."
Leading her away, Silverbrook added, “look here, if your out there, hunting, patrolling, and start to kitter, you don’t know what will happen! Maybe one of the kits will die.”
"Okay, okay, I get it!"
"Silverbrook!" Finchkit came trotting up the them from the fresh kill pile. "Are we leaving soon?"
“And where are we ‘leaving too’?” Silverbrook asked, turning to the kit.
"My ceremony is today! Remember? We're going to the moonpool!"
"Oh, yes." Silverbrook muttered, she has clearly forgot about it. "Thanks for reminding me!" She purred.
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