"You can visit her now, they are sleeping," Brightpool's amber eyes shifted upward to see Sunnyheart standing over her. Nodding her understanding to the orange tabby, Brightpool rose up from her spot. Quietly padding over to the nursery, she paused long enough to brush down her slightly raised her. It was the first time seeing the kits since their birth. Larkflower's condition had made it paramount that she remained stress free and relaxed. Likely encouraged by Sunnyheart to rest while the kits slept, it was tricky to time when to see the young queen.
Entering the nursery brought forth a variety of smells. Ones she hadn't scented in awhile. While not a mother by blood, Brightpool raised Larkflower like her own. Tending to the kit's every need. The kittens sleeping at her side were ever bit her grandkits as they were Wildcall's.
How are you feeling?" Brightpool greeted, careful to keep her voice low to avoid waking the sleeping forms at Larkflower's side. She couldn't help but be perplexed by the sleeping bundles at her adopted daughter's side. It tugged at her heartstrings to know they will be well loved that both their parents would do anything for their happiness. Brightpool also quietly adding her name to that list. She'd lay down her own meager existence to ensure the kits were able to see a long and happy life.
Being a queen was exhausting. Or maybe it was her body being so weak that made things so hard. She could barely walk, and grooming and tending the needs of her kits took all the energy she had managed to regain by sleeping. Perhaps this was normal for a young queen. Or maybe she needed to talk to Kindleflare, because it wasn't getting any better. She hoped nothing was wrong, just a normal worry of a new queen. Her thoughts derailed when she realized her mother was there, and a brilliant smile lit up her features.
"Brightpool." She chirped quietly, lifting her head and motioning the other she-cat in with her. "I've missed you. I'm sorry I didn't invite you sooner, I haven't been feeling very well."
Larkflower laid her head back on top of her kits, listening to them mewl and wiggle under her to get comfortable again. They knew their mother's scent, and that made her happy. "Wildcall left not too long ago. I threatened him with Kindleflare if he didn't go get some rest. I don't know what's gotten into him, but since the kits were born he spends more time here, with me and them, than anywhere else."