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If there's so much I must be
can I still just be me, the way I am?

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With a yawn and a shake of her head, Ivykit woke from her nap. What a strange dream. Who the heck was Smokefur? She blinked blearily over at Lilykit, curled beside her in the curve of their mother's belly. Reaching out with one paw, she pressed it to Lilykit's cheek as if to check if she was dreaming her sister up or if she was indeed real. Her dreams always felt so real, it was hard to tell sometimes. But already the dream was slipping through her claws. The more she came awake, the less she remembered. And then it no longer mattered.

She huffed and flopped onto her side, already bored even though she'd just woken up. It seemed like all anyone did was sleep all the time. So boring. She glanced over into the next nest where Mockingbird lay, her belly swollen up with kits, apparently. Her fur fluffed up uncomfortably at the thought of having kits in her own belly and she sat up, giving her chest fur a few calming licks. She was never gonna have kits, ever.

Rising to her paws, she shook off those thoughts and crept around her sister to where Brackenkit was asleep, doing her best imitation of the hunting crouch, her tail flailing wildly in her excitement. Creeping closer, she pounced upon her brother's sleeping form, though he certainly didn't remain sleeping for very long. She leaped off him before he could retaliate and clambered up Honeysong's side to declare loudly to the whole nursery, “I am Ivystar, get off my territory you crowfood-eating rogue!” And with that she flung herself back down at Brackenkit with a half squeal, half yowl, tumbling with her brother in the moss. She wasn't entirely sure what crowfood was, but she knew the warriors used it in insults.

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Can I trust in my own heart
or am I just one part of some big plan?

Justice @poptart
Fawn I figured Mockingbird would have gone to the nursery at this point but I'll just replace her with NPC#1 if not xD

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Lilykit's dreams didn't differ much from her waking world, the lack of sight that plagued her remained constant there as well. Obviously this wasn't that surprising of a notion, the she-cat had no level of reference to even begin to understand what sight must be like. In light of these circumstances Lilykit had no issue saying that she was missing much upon being awoken by her sisters obnoxious declaration, “I am Ivystar, get off my territory you crowfood-eating rogue!”

Lilykit figured her sister hadn't just referred to her as a 'crowfood-eating rogue', Ivykit wasn't keen on bullying her blind sibling, leading Lilykit to conclude Ivykit was terrorizing their poor brother again. Lilykit had always found it difficult to participate in her siblings games, however she was ever eager to show them how capable she truly was.

Bunching her legs underneath her Lilykit exploded upward with all her might, aiming for where she figured Ivykit stood from sound alone. After completely missing her sister, by quite the large margin, Lilykit came crashing down on the other side of her mother. As she lay in her crumpled heap Lilykit exclaimed "Good dodge Ivystar, you won't get that lucky again!"

Fawn @zen  Justice

[Justice]

She'd been dozing while her kits rested, just being idle and listening to her little ones breath. They were her dream made reality, a life long longing given fluffy, kitten shaped form. And she was so happy. She had a doting mate that she loved with everything in her spirit, she was a queen, and she had three beautiful kittens running around healthy and fat and perfect.

And then Ivykit started tussling around and the lilac furred queen had to lift her head to watch them. Even Lilykit, the youngest of the litter, seemed happy to play. Which made her very happy. She shook her head at their antics, purring happily as she observed them. "Keep it contained to close to our nest, my loves. We don't want to bother Mockingbird." Being heavily pregnant was very uncomfortable, as she remembered all too well. She hadn't liked it when she was bothered while she was pregnant and she respected Mockingbird enough to keep her kits from pestering her while she was in a similiar state.

Eventually the she-cat fished around in the moss and picked up Ivykit by the rump, dangling her for a moment before plopping her back down for a quick grooming. She didn't stop until the kit's fur was sticking up in all directions. "And now my nefarious plans have come to fruition." She purred as she said it, then laughed.

@poptart @zen