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Orchiddrop x Devotedcrow's second litter. Delivered while Crow is banned from the territory and Orchiddrop is imprisoned under Nightclan rule in Summerclan.
Long-furred calico she-cat. Blind from birth. Amber eyes with permanently dilated pupils.
over-achiever, studious, terrified of making mistakes and indecisive. wants to be known for something other than her blindness. quick to take on challenges to 'prove' herself and her capabilities to others.
One of two identical twins of the litter. Long black fur with hints of white at the paws, chin, and nose. Green eyes
a charismatic feline, one with a natural popularity, she is almost certainly the center of any party. easy to talk to, she is a notorious flirt whose larger than life personality proceeds her
Black and white she-cat with shorter, dense fur. Amber eyes.
No personality, becomes sick shortly post-birth and dies soon after
Orchiddrop had prayed that this whole ordeal would be over before the birth of her kits. This was the second time that her pregnancy had been marked with strife and Crow had been kept away from his children- though this time, Orchiddrop desperately wanted him there. Still, weeks passed and Crow had not been able to return, and Orchiddrop knew he would likely miss the birth of his children.
It was the middle of the day- the time when Summerclan cats were now forced to sleep- when Cinderflower burst out of the den where her family was being kept. "VULTUREMALICE!" She called, barreling into the medicine cat's den and into her friend's sleeping form. "Vulturemalice, come quick, my mom is going into labor!!!"
Elsewhere, Crow dragged himself across the earth, the tears flowing down his cheeks dripping into the blood still seeping from his wounds. His legs trembled beneath him until they finally collapsed and the tom rolled onto his sides as the world around him darkened, his last conscious thought reaching out across time and space to Orchiddrop, hoping she could feel his longing across their separation.
The screech of his name is what pulled the tom from his dreams, but the force of Cinderflower stumbling over him is what really woke the brown and white tom up. He bolted awake, blinking rapidly for a moment before the words set in. "Oh!" he said, ears turning back. Vulturemalice had expected the she-cat to give birth soon, but he had hoped NightClan would have been gone by then. Knowing that Pinesimmer wouldn't let him anywhere near his herb stores, Vulturemalice had been collecting his own secretly to help treat his Clanmates.
Luckily, he had what he needed to help Orchiddrop. Grabbing the leaf-wrapped bundle out from under his nest, he raced after Cinderflower to where the pregnant she-cat lay panting. He laid a paw on her swollen belly, eyes growing wide as he felt the contractions. "I might need a little help with this, I haven't done this on my own," he confessed, meeting the she-cats gaze. "But you've done this and its a natural thing, I know you can do it again."
Cinderflower knew she should've gotten Pinesimmer. He was the 'official' medicine cat these days. But Vulturemalice was her friend and she didn't trust the Ratstar-killer one bit, especially not with the life of her mother, the deputy's mate. So to Vulturemalice she went. "Thank you, thank you," she whispered, pressing into his side as they looked down at Orchiddrop.
The white-furred former Red Guard was breathing heavily, but she looked fine, otherwise. Food was getting scarcer as the weather grew colder, but Cinderflower had always been quick to offer her rations to her mother. Starclan, though, she wished Crow were here. "I've heard- the second time- is easier," she said to Vulturemalice with a strained smile. "At least I'm not out in the rain this time- ACK!" She broke off as another contraction hit, her body tensing.
"Is it time to push?" Cinderflower whispered in a quiet kind of reverence, looking up to see if Sunpetal was nearby. Out of a need for comfort or because they'd just spoken of this recently, she didn't know.
