Two-friends

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{set before Snowstorm x Tumblefoot's litter is born, before xmas day}

A very pregnant white queen lay in her nest and lifted her head, when she noticed her friend Silvermist joined as well. "Good to be in the same den again, after some time." she purred licking her chest fur a few times.  "How did Lionburr take it?" she asked.

[Dragon]

Silvermist entered the nursery carrying a rather plump squirrel and set it down beside Snowstorm. a quarter of a moon had passed since her mate had been killed by rogues trying to protect his clan and a kit they had stolen from Mothclan. She had been in the nursery for about half a moon. She didn't understand why Starclan hated her so much. That was two mates she had taken from her. The first one they turned into a Medicine Cat who could not have mates. she still loved Daisypetals and always would. He was her first love. But she also loved Lionburr and loosing him before her kits were even born was hard. "How are you doing today Snowstorm," she mewed softly licking her friends ear. "I'm glad my kits will grow up with your kits. Maybe it will make up in some small way having lost their father before they ever got to meet him." "Do you know how many you're expecting? Daisypetals isn't sure with me but I'm excited for my second litter." Silvermist personally didn't care how many kits she had as long as at least one of them looked like Lionburr.

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"Oh, thank you, Do you want to share? I'm not sure I can finish all of this by myself." she meowed tilting her head to the side. She did feel bad for her friend with losing two mates. "Very tired, and ready to meet these kits. We not sure how many this time. I am excited that our kits get to be close in age together." she meowed with a purr.

It was nice being able to do this together with her friend.

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She purred and nodded, she didn't really feel like eating but knew she needed to eat for her kits sake if nothing else. "Your welcome, and sure I'd like that." Lowering her head she took a small bite of the squirrel. "Your so lucky," she sighed wishfully. "Well I'm sure however many you have they will all be healthy, beautiful kits." She forced herself to purr happily for her friend. One thing was for sure she was never going to have another litter of kits, her heart couldn't take the loss of another mate. Her heart ached constantly, it felt like it had shattered into a hundred pieces. Silvermist took one more bite of the squirrel than pushed the rest to her friend and padded over to her nest and laid down. "You can have the rest, I'm not very hungry."

Part of Silvermist was happy that she was in here with Snowstorm again and that they would be having kits so close to one another. But she couldn't beat the deep sadness that ached inside her at the loss of Lionburr.