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Post by 20mia08 on May 7, 2022 21:41:01 GMT
 Her expectancy with Lynxstar was obvious- not only was the fiery warrior due soon, but just about everyone in camp (and anywhere near the ThunderClan vicinity, for that matter) had heard her little outburst with the leader when she placed the blame on him and attempted to BBQ him publicly. At first, it seemed that most of camp had pitied the leader for having to deal with the warrior's tantrum. She clearly had no desire to be a mother. Yet, after the countless weeks spent horrendously ill, it was difficult to not pity Vixenleap. Even Crowfang had done his best to be generous to the flamboyant molly, offering to share prey with her in hopes of helping the warrior eat. Yet it was never successful- try as she might, Vixenleap was relentlessly sick. It didn't feel right- none of it was right. She'd never felt so horrible before. She was so ill, that Crowfang's kind act of sharing prey had even made him ill. Was it the mere sight of her profuse vomiting, or was it something more? Still her stubbornness prevailed- the red ticked tabby insisted on attending patrols and continuing with her typical warrior duties, and StarClan have mercy on anyone who attempted to convince her otherwise. But this morning, the warrior seemed more miserable than before. She had managed to keep down a meal the evening before, but at dawn, she was resting outside of the warrior's den, flat as a platyhelminth. She hadn't even had her breakfast, and already Vixenleap had produced a pile of vomit that seemed to eat into the earth. She swore StarClan was punishing her. |
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Post by Blaze on Jul 16, 2022 3:57:46 GMT
Despite what the rest of ThunderClan might have thought, Fogheart wasn’t stupid by any means. Sure, he may have been impulsive and loud, maybe even a bit mischievous but not stupid. He noticed the glares that Vixenleap sent both he and his brother’s way whenever they were assigned to a patrol together and while he didn’t quite mind it at first, it began to grate upon his nerves as the moons went by.
Upon “learning” about her pregnancy, though... he couldn’t help but feel the slightest bit sorry for her. It didn’t look like she was having the best time, by any means. While being on patrol with her was one thing, having to share an entire camp with her meant that while he could avoid her if he wanted to, seeing her so miserable made him feel the slightest bit of pity. He wasn’t going to share prey with her, though - Crowfang had already made that sacrifice. He only intended to share tongues at the very least and nothing more.
Having already had his share of prey, he hesitantly trots over to Vixenleap and sits on his haunches, eyeing the pile of... whatever that was carefully. He wasn’t sure how to start this conversation - it was obvious that she was doing horribly and he had no idea what it was that she liked to do. So he settles with entertaining himself with a fallen leaf on the ground, blowing a gust of wind towards it to make it flutter in the air.
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Post by 20mia08 on Jul 21, 2022 12:54:27 GMT
Typically, she'd feel a little bit better afterwards, but today, she only felt worse. As the pregnancy progressed, so did the warrior's peculiar and seemingly dramatized symptoms. None of it was intentional, of course. She'd much rather have her way with patrols and return to her typical manner of life. However, Vixenleap was stuck in this situation, and since they were Lynxstar's, she couldn't exactly dump them like she had her previous litters. The little worms were stuck with her, eating her internally until the day of their delivery. And then, she'd be forced to see them every day for the rest of their lives, just like her first bastard litter. Speaking of- she didn't think her day could get any worse, yet Fogheart managed to make a miracle. She hoped that WindClan burned in hell for not patrolling the border and picking up the two kittens first, leaving them to instead grow up in ThunderClan and haunt Vixenleap of her slip-up. When she carried Fogheart and his brother, it had never felt this bad. Her signs of pregnancy were nearly inexistent, so much that not a soul suspected her of being with kits. So much that they assumed that the mystery kits were of their recently fallen warrior, Fernbreeze. The hot-headed yet miserable warrior curled a lip when the tom had the audacity of getting close. "Fuck off." Despite her evidently despondent state, her words came out clear and over saturated with venom. Blaze |
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Post by Perch.´ on Aug 15, 2022 17:01:55 GMT
Ospreycall couldnt help overhearing the two cats. They had an interesting relationship to be real. He had noticed how Vixenleap was more aggressive towards mollies then Toms but with Fogheart and Acorncloud, Vixenleap seemed to hate them more then anything-one. He had a feeling like it was some personal thing against them that he couldnt understand. Ospreycall approached keeping his distance but still close enough so that he could smell the awful stench of that....vomit? Green and Orange, and the sound of rustling leafs flashed through his head, in different shades and waves. They said so little amount of words but so many feelings in this small interaction. There was something complicated but simple that he could not understand. "Hate more then bees in, under and tween?" He asked taking a small step closer tilting his head at Vixenleap. He turned his gaze at Fogheart and sat down. "You also?" Theyboth were mysterious and interesting, they both were so...he didnt know how to explain them, hey were both just too complicated to him. @blaze 20mia08 (sorry it wont work) |
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