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I am Silverheart, the previous leader of Emberclan. I have surrendered, but I will not live off the pity of other cats. I have founded a new clan, and it IS NOT EVIL. It is a refuge for cats who have lost everything, a place to go when you are injured or dying. The main den is dug out of a cave in a sandstone cliff, and there is a slope caused by an avalanch coming down from it. A small stream borders the slope, with stepping rocks in it. Then there are a few hollow trees to sleep in. I will do descriptions for my kit and I.
submitted by Silverheart, age Don't know, Caveclan
(January 23, 2010 - 8:41 am)
(January 23, 2010 - 8:41 am)
SILVERSTAR!!! SILVERSTAR!!! *cheers!!!!*
(January 27, 2010 - 10:24 pm)
AHH!! My kits are coming! Starclan help me! We don't have a medicine cat!
(January 27, 2010 - 9:55 pm)
"It's okay," he grumbled to Moonshine as he lay his paw over her chest. He could feel the kits squirming inside. "Now push!" he yowled. He turned to Poppypaw, who had just handed out poppy seeds to Clovetail. "Rub her back," he ordered. The apprentices hurried over and gasped before rubbing and massaging Moonshine's belly, saying encouragement to help her. "The first kit's coming!" Poppypaw exclaimed.
(January 28, 2010 - 12:04 am)
Oh no! Hold on, I'll try to get one!
(January 28, 2010 - 7:59 am)
Thank you Owlflight, and you too, Poppypaw and Silverstar. *dips head in exhaustion* This will be Shinekit *points with muzzle to silver tom burrowing into side* This will be MIstkit *nudges light brown tabby she-kits to her* Silverstar, please name this small kit *licks a sickly looking gray kit with one brown paw and brown tale tip*
(January 28, 2010 - 4:33 pm)
Silverstar, even though I am your mate, I still do not know your past. Would you please tell me what happened. In your old clan, Emberclan, you admitted you had an awful past. I hope you trust your clan enough to tell us. Mistkit wanders over. "Daddy, I have never met you. But I love you very much." Not to be out done, Shinekit sits up taller. "I love you even more!" (Sickly kit yet to be named)*cough, cough* "Me too. Why do I feel so bad Momma? I want to be able to play with Mistkit and Shinekit" "Owlflight, is there anything you can do for (sickly kit yet to be named)?
(January 28, 2010 - 6:50 pm)
"Your welcome," he rasped. Poppypaw chewed up some borage and spat it out onto her paw, before offering it to Moonshine. "Good, Poppypaw, you knew how to use borage. It's used to help queens make their milk come." Owlflight praised his apprentice. Poppypaw nodded. "Lick," Owlflight ordered.
(January 28, 2010 - 7:05 pm)
I think we should name him Hawkkit.
(January 28, 2010 - 10:53 pm)
That is a wonderful name, Silverstar. But I am very worried about Hawkkit. He can't ever seem to get enough strength to play with the other kits. Owlflight, you have to do something for him! I am afraid he is dying! *yowls and paces* and Silverstar, what about your past?
(January 29, 2010 - 10:35 am)
Owlflight! Poppypaw! Help!! My kits! *yowls* They're coming! *yowls* Help!
(January 29, 2010 - 11:07 am)
"Give him some thyme, Poppypaw," he ordered. "It'l help his cough." Poppypaw chewed it up and gave him some thyme leaves to eat. "Eat, Hawkkit," she pleaded.
(January 29, 2010 - 11:04 am)
"Great StarClan!" she cried. She hurried over to Brightwing and began to massage her flank and belly to help the kits come. She chewed up some borage so that afterwards, there would be milk for the queen to give to her kits. "Don't worry!" she meowed. "Your kits will come soon!" Owlflight gave Poppypaw a nod of approval, but he was busy on Hawkkit.
(January 29, 2010 - 6:18 pm)
*Nervously stands by Hawkkit* Will he be all right?
(January 29, 2010 - 7:29 pm)
Moonshine licks Brightwing between the ears, soothing her. "It'll be okay, Owlflight and Poppypaw are excellent medicine cats. Hawkkit, come here right now and massage her back." Hawkkit eagerly obeys, wanting to be okay. Mistkit and Shinekit peek in. "Can we help?" They chorus.
(January 29, 2010 - 9:01 pm)
"Okay, kits, you can help me by massaging her." A ripple passed through Brightwing, and a small kit tumbled out, squealing. "He/she's beautiful!" she cried. She nipped the sack that the kit was encased in, and Owlflight padded over, licking the kit so that it could breathe.
(January 30, 2010 - 3:32 pm)