Post by gingersnapsdacat on Jul 1, 2019 18:08:02 GMT
The day had passed in a blur. It seemed as if one moment, Bunnyblossom had been chatting with Leafeyes about the shenanigans that they and her brothers had gotten up to as kittens, and the next, she was laying curled up around a precious litter of her own. It was like MothStar had said all those moons ago when he had given her a warrior name.
"Bunnypaw, you are a kind cat that means well, and I do not doubt that one day you will be a good mother to many kits.
And now, here she was, fufilling that destiny. She looked over each kitten in turn, basking in the sweet miracle of their tiny lives. Out of all of them, there was only one that did not possess the dark pelt of her mate, or her own silver coat. This was a little fawn and white tom, who had a tiny little tail, even for a kitten of his young age. Even as he nursed at her side, his little paws were digging at the soil underneath, as if he could find something better in the dirt.
"Gopherkit...that seems to suit you."
As she went along, she spoke their names out loud, as if announcing it to the world. She quickly turned to her secondborn, a black and white she-kit. The white spot between her shoulders caught Bunnyblossom’s eye.
“Hmm...perhaps Eggkit?”
It was a fine name, and one that seemed to make sense. And yet, Bunnyblossom was not satisfied. Her daughter may have had an egg shaped marking, but her silliquette suggested that she would grow up to be slender and graceful, like a dark shadow.
“Yes...Shadowkit. That will suit her better.”
On either side of the fawn tomkit, there were two more little toms, both of them silvery in color. Darkstorm would probably like one named after his father, Bunnyblossom guessed. She too wanted to honor the memory of her own dear father, who had returned after so long, just to die soon after.
“You will be named Featherkit and Stormkit...after the grandfathers you never got to see.”
In addition to her father, Bunnyblossom also wished to honor her brother, Volepaw. He had been struck down by rogues just days before their warrior ceremony. His name was given to the last tomkit, another handsome tabby. . Now, there was just one more memory left to honor. The reason that these kits existed in the first place. Her other daughter would be Cloverkit, named for the pile of Clovers that Darkstorm had shoved twards Bunnyblossom all those moons ago.
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"Bunnypaw, you are a kind cat that means well, and I do not doubt that one day you will be a good mother to many kits.
And now, here she was, fufilling that destiny. She looked over each kitten in turn, basking in the sweet miracle of their tiny lives. Out of all of them, there was only one that did not possess the dark pelt of her mate, or her own silver coat. This was a little fawn and white tom, who had a tiny little tail, even for a kitten of his young age. Even as he nursed at her side, his little paws were digging at the soil underneath, as if he could find something better in the dirt.
"Gopherkit...that seems to suit you."
As she went along, she spoke their names out loud, as if announcing it to the world. She quickly turned to her secondborn, a black and white she-kit. The white spot between her shoulders caught Bunnyblossom’s eye.
“Hmm...perhaps Eggkit?”
It was a fine name, and one that seemed to make sense. And yet, Bunnyblossom was not satisfied. Her daughter may have had an egg shaped marking, but her silliquette suggested that she would grow up to be slender and graceful, like a dark shadow.
“Yes...Shadowkit. That will suit her better.”
On either side of the fawn tomkit, there were two more little toms, both of them silvery in color. Darkstorm would probably like one named after his father, Bunnyblossom guessed. She too wanted to honor the memory of her own dear father, who had returned after so long, just to die soon after.
“You will be named Featherkit and Stormkit...after the grandfathers you never got to see.”
In addition to her father, Bunnyblossom also wished to honor her brother, Volepaw. He had been struck down by rogues just days before their warrior ceremony. His name was given to the last tomkit, another handsome tabby. . Now, there was just one more memory left to honor. The reason that these kits existed in the first place. Her other daughter would be Cloverkit, named for the pile of Clovers that Darkstorm had shoved twards Bunnyblossom all those moons ago.
mewmehh
Bumblebee
LupTacco
Ava
@aazmiashez
