A little help here?! (Legit, Splash, and undeniably OPEN)

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OOC: This will be the thread where Dawnwillow gives birth. Splash is needed to roleplay Pinefrost, and Legit is needed for Dawnwillow. Any passing WhisperClan cat who could help is welcome to join in. =3

Wolfshadow, his short sliver fur ruffled and his yellow eyes alert, limped alongside Dawnwillow, not letting himself fall behind or pull ahead more than a whisker-length from the she-cat. Every particularly sharp stone that lay in her path he swatted away, every fallen log in their path he made sure to test first. Any blade of grass that looked suspicious in the slightest bit he studied intensely with his sharp gaze before moving on, making sure to stay close to his mate. With ears pricked and mouth slightly open to catch every scent, the lean silver tom kept asking her if she needed to rest or wanted him to catch some prey for her. Really, the former LeafClanner's obsession was hilarious, given his normal personality. Creepy, guarded, reclusive. Yes, those were the words that came to the minds of anyone who had ever met him but not taken the time to get to know him. Now, he was caring, paranoid, cautious, worried, and stiff as a tree at any particularly loud snapping of twigs or rustling of leaves nearby. Maybe it was what had happened to give him the injury on his leg that was still mending.

The only part of him that she had touched was his neck. She had sliced deep enough to make it hurt, but not so deep that it would sever an important vein or cause severe blood loss. Why hadn't she killed him? He still wasn't certain, but the only thought that took up the majority of the space in his mind was: Get to WhisperClan, get to WhisperClan, get to WhisperClan...

They had left the forest, which was actually a good sign. As much as he hated the feeling of the openness and the tingling in the very middle of his spine that told him that he was unprotected and exposed, he knew that open terrain meant that they were nearing the center of WhisperClan territory. Dawnwillow needed a safe place to kit, and the only clan that was secure enough was this one.


Dewmist padded along in front of the others, leading the way deep into WhisperClan territory. Her bare skin, gnarled and scarred, seemed so out-of-place among the patches of bright white fur and the sky-blue eye, especially with a variety of lovely-colored flowers dotting the background.

What would they do when they arrived? The saying was, "The enemy of your enemy is your friend," but in this case, that wasn't the best motto to go by. For all WhisperClan knew, they were just a bunch of LeafClan spies coming to join and then betray. I wonder if any of them will recognize my name... probably not. What I'm guessing is that that sorry-excuse-for-a-LeafClan-leader kept the entire thing a secret. She probably just doesn't want all of the other clans to know that LeafClan has doubters among them, hmph.

[Legit]

(Sand will also be needed sooner or later. We plotted a bit way back when summer started.)

Dawnwillow could sense her mate's protectiveness over her the instant the three cats started their journey from the badger set. She purred loudly, suppressing a mrow of amusement, when Wolfshadow began to inspect everything from stones to twigs to blades of grass. "Loosen up a bit," she mewed after he had asked her if she needed rest for the millionth time, gliding the tip of her tail along her mate's spine. "I don't think the grass would ever think of harming me with you around." The white queen paused for a moment, licking her chest fur as an excuse to catch her breath. Her belly was rounder, and Dawnwillow could feel that she was close to kitting by the way her kits squirmed and kicked like mad. Soon, little ones, just not yet, she insisted, curling her plumy tail protectively around her belly, a little bit of Wolfshadow's protectiveness rubbing off on the queen.

"Besides," Dawnwillow added, rising to her paws to continue on plodding through the flowery meadows, "your neck wound is more of a concern." Her blue eyes softened whenever they landed on the gash in her mate's neck. She couldn't help but wonder if Venom purposefully didn't kill Wolfshadow or was just unlucky enough to not have killed him. Unluckily for Venom, luckily for Dawnwillow and their unborn kits and Dewmist. What would we do without him? she wondered, glancing sideways at her mate. He protected them from Venom. That assassin would have probably already murdered Dawnwillow if Wolfshadow wasn't there. Well, hopefully Dewmist would've tried to protect her, but she didn't know yet how good Wolfshadow's sister was in a fight.

Dawnwillow watched a brightly-colored butterfly flit just ahead of her muzzle. It was a shade of bluish-green that reminded the queen of the ocean when she had glimpsed it from the edges of LeafClan territory with black swirls. I'd maybe name one of the kits butterflykit if the name didn't sound so odd, she thought cheerfully, when suddenly a familiar-yet-alarming scent wafted into her nostrils. Dawnwillow halted, the fur along her neck beginning to bristle as she waited for the hopefully friendly feline to show itself.

[Sand]

Falconpaw had been hunting or trying to hunt. She had managed to catch a rabbit but had missed two mice and a bird. As of now the only prey she had been able to catch were rabbits. Maybe it was because they were easier to catch. Like her mother she had long legs and she often forgot that she had long legs which was why she was such a terrible hunter. Her strong point was fighting even though she preferred hunting over fighting.

She suddenly caught the scent of Leafclan and bristled. From how strong the scent was she knew that it was more than thab one cat. 'It's at least three cats she told herself bristling. 'What if Silverstar knows Darksun joined and has sent a few warriors to get rid of her,' she thought bristling. 'Well they would be able to touch her. Darksun is now a loyal member of Whisperclan,' she thought.

With a lash of her tail she followed the scent of Leafclan at a run. She slid to a halt in front of the three cats bristling. "Who are you and what do you want, Leafclanners?" she asked bristling. "If Silverstar sent you then you can tell that rogue to rot in the darkforest," she hissed. Because she was blind she didn't know Dawnwillow was expecting kits. She had a problem about attacking queens but she was to made to notice that the she-cat was expecting kirs.

She was a little scared but she did well to hind it. If it hadn't been for Leafclan she would be able to see. She tried to think of a way to keep them here until someone came to help her. She knew she couldn't fight of three cats on her own.

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Fangstar had been hunting when he heard the sound of his daughters voice. Frowing he followed the sound of his daughters voice and saw her facing of against three Leafclanners. He saw that one of them was close to having kits. "What's going on here?" he asked sharply.

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Instinctively, as two WhisperClan cats came to "greet" them, Wolfshadow stepped in front of Dawnwillow protectively, hackles raised and eyes flaring. A low snarl came from his throat, but his usual, creepy grin was still plastered to his face.

Dewmist, however, seemed to have a bit more sense. She touched her tail to Wolfshadow's shoulder, a signal to calm down. He stopped snarling, but his gaze remained fixed on Fangstar, the cat that he saw as a larger threat.

"Greetings, Fangstar," said Dewmist, the horribly scarred she-cat dipping her head respectfully. The lithe silver tom remained standing just as he was. It was so funny how love could change a cat so quickly. "I can assure you that we mean no harm by coming here, but-" She cast a worried glance at Dawnwillow, who was partially hidden behind Dewmist's brother at the moment. "-we have nowhere else to go. Let me introduce myself. I'm Dewmist, and this is Dawnwillow and-" She hesitated. "-Wolfshadow. We're all former LeafClan warriors, but we're rogues now. We took part in a small rebellion," she added quickly, not really wanting the two WhisperClanners to know that they had actually lead the thing. She now stood with her chin raised, one sky-blue eye gazing calmly at the WhisperClan leader.

Wolfshadow was not so smart. He growled again as soon as he heard Fangstar's name and his yellow gaze seemed to stare right through the other tom's pelt.

You... you took her from me...

[Sand]

Fangstar eyed Dawnwillow thoughtfully and then he saw Wolfshadow and surprise sparked in his eyes but then it was gone just as quickly as it had come. He remembered this tom very well but he didn't want the other two cats to know that they had already met. "I'm sorry about Falconpaw you must understand that she got blinded by a Leafclan cat when she was only a kit," he meowed stepping in front of his daughter so that she was behind him. He looked at the three cats staring at Wolfahadow the longest. "I'm glad you didn't attack her you would've been in really bad trouble if you had," he told them. Then he stepped back pushing Falconpaw back as well. "Falconpaw why don't you run along and go get Pinefrost," he meowed glancing at his daughter intently.

Fangstar saw Falconpaw turned her head towards him and nod backing away from the three cats before turning tail and disappearing in the direction she had just come from. He hoped Lionice didn't come along he would have enough trouble getting them to camp without Lionice snarling at him about his choices. He sat down curling his tail over his paws keeping his gaze fixed on the three cats. He was paying really close attention to Wolfshadow making sure the tom didn't try to attack him. "Your not the first Leafclanners to join," he meowed at last wondering if should tell them about Darksun he wondered if they even knew Darksun.

[Legit]

Dawnwillow nudged Wolfshadow aside so that she could sit next to him and also see Fangstar. She was speechless until now and just allowed Dewmist and Wolfshadow to do the talking. but Dawnwillow wanted to be respectful to the leader of WhisperClan, maybe even her new leader, and she didn't want him to get the first impression of her being impolite and unresponsive. "Thank you, Fangstar," she greeted him, finally finding her voice. "I-I..."

Dawnwillow suddenly collapsed to the ground in a gasp of pain. Her heart began to race and her breathing quickened. The white queen vaguely began to understand what was happening, but a new thought dawned on her for the first time. These kits are big... Her memory selected a few things to bring back into Dawnwillow's mind from their journey to WhisperClan. Staggering when she jumped down from that tree... Inability to haul herself up from the river... Her curved belly sometimes brushing or bouncing on the ground in the recent days... No, no, no, no, no! Not yet... Dawnwillow gulped in air.

The kits were coming, and they would not wait until the safety of the WhisperClan camp was around them.

(I have the best timing, don't I? XD Also, this will be my first birth RPed out, so whatever has happened or happens from now on may be a bit weird or odd.)

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((OOC: Hrrm, yes, you have wonderful timing. xD I think that I've actually only roleplayed a cat kitting, like... *flails around for something, then grabs Moonpetal and slams her down on table* ONCE.
Edit: Splash, I just tagged you so that you might see this. c:))

Well. Things just got a whole watermelon more complicated.

Dewmist spun around and started towards her friend, but one look at Wolfshadow made her paws freeze in place. The lean silver tom was snarling, his teeth openly bared, his usual creepy grin replaced by a threatening expression. His hackles were raised and his eyes were wild with fury and panic as he stared at his mate.

It was slightly unnerving to see someone who was usually so calm in such a state of panic that for a moment, the half-furless she-cat couldn't move. Yes, he'd been acting strange lately, but this was taking protectiveness to a whole new level. Was this how every tom reacted when their mate was giving birth in the middle of WhisperClan territory with no medicine cat around?

Well. Probably.

Forgetting politeness, the scarred she-cat spun around to glare at Fangstar. "Where's your medicine cat? We need her now." She forced herself to remain calm, but a little tingling bit of panic was nibbling away at the back of her mind, and she felt as if something had gone wrong, and something terrible was about to happen.


Meanwhile, Wolfshadow's thoughts were just a muddle of:

Why is this happening? This is all his fault! Is she actually giving birth? Now?! No, stay back! Don't get near her! Where's a medicine cat?! We need a medicine cat! Why couldn't we get there on time? She's going to die! I don't want to lose her! Venom! Where is she? Is she watching, waiting? Will she kill us all? Why doesn't anything go our way?! How many kits are there going to be?! We need help now! Why is everyone just standing there! Stop! Dawnwillow! You have to wait until we get to the WhisperClan camp! You can't kit here! Someone! Do something! No! Stay away!

It wasn't an overreaction in this case, really.

((OOC: This is why I love him so much. :*D))

[Sand]

Fangstar blinked in surprise but his surprise didn't last. "Falconpaw went to get her she should reached camp by now," he meowed a thpught suddenly accuring to him. 'I hope she's in camp she tends to disappear to go hunting a lot,' he thought annoyed.

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Falconpaw burst into camp not even slowing down as she headed to the medicine den. She poked her head inside scowling when she didn't catch any fresh scents of Pinefrost or her apprentice. 'Why is the medicine cat never her when you need her? What's the point of having a medicine cat if she's never here?' she asked herself scornfully. She turned nearly running into Darksun. "Excuse me," she muttered.

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((OOC: Legit, I promise that this'll be my last post without your responding))

One sky-blue eye narrowed, but Dewmist didn't dare say more. She turned back to Dawnwillow, cursing under her breath. Why couldn't she have taken more interest in herbs? If she knew something, anything, that could help the other she-cat, then maybe she wouldn't be feeling so helpless. Let's just hope that 'Falconpaw' is a fast runner... and that this medicine cat is one who knows how to deal with an emergency. Dewmist had been with the clans her whole life, but she'd never really taken much interest in the other clans, which is why she had no idea who the WhisperClan medicine cat was at the moment. She quietly cursed herself again.

Wolfshadow managed to pull himself out of his frantic thoughts and stepped closer to Dawnwillow. "Dawnwillow?" he murmured, nudging at her flank. He took a long moment to let himself calm down. "Someone is getting help. Okay?" His gaze, which had been soft only moments before, snapped to Fangstar. "And it had better get here fast," he hissed. His sister gave him a look, but he ignored her. It wasn't a glare, but it was the kind of stare that held that quiet menace that said, 'I really want to tear your throat out but I'll restrain myself because there are cats watching'. His face seemed so alien without a big, empty grin spread across its muzzle.

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Fangstar returned Wolfshadows stare with a piercing glare. "Falconpaw is fast. I just hope my medicine cat is there. She seems to disappear when she is needed the most," he meowed completely ignoring Wolfshadow. He thought that Wolfshadow was over-reacting. He had a mate and yet he hated Fangstar because he was with his former mate. He had gotten over Hawktalon but then again she was dead.

[Splash]

The medicine cat was, in fact, actually in camp. but she hadn't been out of her den since sunrise and the messy piles of herbs blocked out her scent. Well, I say messy. They were much cleaner as Pinefrost had decided that, what with her new apprentice, she ought to try and make the herbs easy to find. She wasn't the only one who would be using them but even then she would probably have an easier time of it as well. Surveying the den, Pinefrost was pleased with her work - though there were still some misplaced leaves, all the herbs were more or less in their respective piles. The medicine cat found that she was, in fact, running low on colt's foot and marigold. She'd need to get some. but first she hadn't eaten since the previous night and was hungry, climbing out her den, she walked over the the freshkill pile.

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Falconpaw then scented Pinefrost scent near the fresh kill and headed towards the fresh kill pile. She stopped behind the medicine cat scowling. "Theres a rogue Leafclan cat giving birth in the territory your needed right away," she meowed. Then without waiting to see if Pinefrost followed her she raced out of camp. It was clear that she expected the medicine cat just to follow her. She headed back to where her father and the three cats were still scowling.'

[Splash]

In the few seconds that passed as Falconpaw ran out of camp, Pinefrost's mind was in game because she had two options neither of which were good. She could immediately follow but A medicine cat was next to useless without herbs. Or she could run and grab herbs, but, that would mean that she might lose the younger she-cat. Within those few seconds, she decided that neither were good options. Charging after the she-cat, Pinefrost put all her cards on being fast enough to run the cat down. "Falconpaw, stop running!" The medicine cat yowled, "I need to pick up herbs, you idiot!"

[Sand]

Falconpaw stopped running only because she collided with Lionice who was walking into camp. She leapt away from the other she-cat bristling. She knew that the other she-cat didn't like her. And she knew that it was because she hated her father.

"Watch where your going worthless," Lionice hissed stalking into camp. She dropped her prey on the fresh kill pile and headed into the warriors den ignoring everyone else.

[Legit]

Dawnwillow slowly opened her eyes, as they had been clenched shut in pain, to see Fangstar and her mate glaring at each other. She could sense the hostility between them crackling like fire. Wolfshadow... she plead silently, saving what energy and strength she had left for the actual birthing. Please try to get along. Please don't do anything mouse-brained... Wolfshadow... Please...