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Deerpaw was ashamed for a short while, took her that time to come to terms with what had happened. That she, an apprentice of EarthClan, was to be a young mother. The hardest part was telling her own mother what had happened, a feet that left both females in tears. This wasn't a time that anyone wished upon someone so young. It was at the same moment that Deerpaw announced her own pregnancy that her mother spoke of being with kits. Deerpaw was to be both an older sister and a new mother in only a few short weeks.
Stares from others in the clan at her growing stomach, made her feel even worse about the situation. But to their faces, she was proud and bold. She did love these kits. She had loved their father. While the tom and she had only a felting love, it had still been love, brief but true on her side at least.
She planned to hold her head up high and show these kits that they are loved, they are wanted, even if when they were conceived wasn't ideal in either of their lives. Deerpaw sat outside of the nursery, smiling at all those who looked upon her.
Post by Whitemuzzle on Jul 4, 2019 10:15:27 GMT -5
Picking up a small mouse from the fresh kill pile, Stonefang made his way over to the nursery where his daughter, Deerpaw sat. Dropping it in front of her, he meowed, "Here's a little something for you to eat. You need to keep up your strength both for you and your kits." He sat down beside her and placed his tail over hers. He felt bad for Deerpaw for the decisions she had made but he loved this she cat from his first litter of kits fiercely. She was a part of him and will always be.
