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Ivory crept slowly through the territory, she was aiming for slightly inside the border so that the kits would be found quicker. She'd left the last of the litter back in the hollow, dead tree she'd given birth in and couldn't afford to be gone long. But she couldn't raise these kits, she'd already failed twice. Their best chance at life was to be raised in a clan that will treat them right. Unsure what was going on in the clans, she didn't want to overwhelm them and thus screw her kits. She wanted them to have the best chance possible and thus had split them up. Two clans could care for smaller litters better than one large litter. Who knew how many kits were already in the nursery or how many cats in general. Littel mouths too up a lot of food, she knew that from her time in the League and when EarthClan was still a thing.
Her gaze went down to the tree kits she'd brought here. It'd been slow going moving all three of the little ones, but she'd made this decision a while ago and had planned things well. Ivory had given birth close to the borders of SummerClan, out in the no-mans-land between there and Primal Instinct, in a hollow, dead tree. She did this so that she could quickly make her drops and not have to carry the kits far. Or leave them unattended long as she dropped part of the litter in one clan. So far things had worked out well. The birthing had gone fine and she'd had five healthy kits, three of which would be staying here in SUmmerClan and two that would be going to DayClan. These were the closets clans to Primal INstinct and by splitting them up she hoped they'd have a better chance at life.
Leaving the kits on the shore of the Northern Sea, she headed back for a nearby bush to hide in. Ivory was far enough away to see the kits but not be seen or scented. She'd stay long enough to make sure they were picked up by a patrol and then would leave to take the other half of the litter to DayClan.
"I swear, I thought I heard kits over here!" The she-cat speaking wasn't much more than a kit herself, a gray puff ball with big amber eyes, she was darling but didn't look much like a SummerClan cat at all. Her fur was too think, her build too robust, although she was only 25% WinterClan she bore a strong resemblance to the hardened cats who lived on the top of the mountain. That being said, she still has flowers braided into her fur and a hot-pink petunia pinned behind her ear, it wasn't very elaborate but it was definitely SummerClan style. Wispypaw hadn't seen the kits yet, her attention was focused to the cat at her side (aka whoever replies next), "I'm not making this up! We have got to have a look around."
The little white tom kit was shaking, not really sure what to make of his new environment. He'd only even known the hollow tree: This was his first time out and he was terrified, "Mom?" He called out, but he didn't dare move, what if he got lost she couldn't find him? "MOM! Let's go home!"
*I think you imagined them younger Pao but rest assured he will forget Ivory's face, he's just young enough to talk but only just xD
Post by Whitemuzzle on Jul 23, 2020 18:34:22 GMT -5
Pantherclaw thought she had heard something as well but couldn't quite make it out. "Kits you think?" she asked Wispypaw. "But who would be careless enough to bring kits near the sea?" She thought of poor little Coalkit who had drowned while following some foolhardy apprentices to this same sea. Just then she heard a distinctive mew but couldn't make out what was said. "You're right. It came from over there," she indicated the place with her tail. "Let's check it out to see if they're alone or with their mother. Either way, we can't have rogues moving in on our territory."
Lightpaw looked from the other apprentice to Pantherclaw and her eyes widened. She was shocked that there could just be kits out here randomly. "Are any of the queens possibly out? My mother brought me to the water when I was a kit still." I was when she was old enough to learn to swim but ... it was never to the sea.
