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  • #8024
    Shy
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    Bumblenose
    Warrior of Windclan

    It was near sundown when Bumblenose arrived in the nursery, and Dandelionstem knew she was coming before she ever reached the opening; the heavy footfall of her daughter as familiar to her as the beating of her own heart. “Good afternoon, dear,” the queen chimed, her voice both soft and delicate. When the large striped warrior squeezed through the entrance, she nearly blocked out the remaining light. Bumblenose kneeled onto the floor in front of her mother, dropping the plump vole that was clamped between her jaws. “Good afternoon, mother. How has your day bee—“ her sentence was cut short, and her attention was now on that of the newcomer. Of course, she wasn’t necessarily new, just new to her. While Wolfstar had welcomed her into the clan a short time ago, this was the first time Bumblenose had seen of her. A flush crept onto her checks at that. Clearing her throat, the warrior decided to at least introduce herself to make things less awkward now that she had been staring. What made matters even worse was that the she-cat was admittedly cute. “My deepest apologies,” she began in a formal tone, “We haven’t met. My name is Bumblenose.”

    #8029
    Chris
    Participant

    The recently christened Magnoliabreeze lifted her head up, from where she had rested her chin hanging over the lip of her mossy nest. She did love her new name. Magnoliabreeze. An extension of her prior moniker of just ‘Maggie”, the name given by her old human owners. Magnoliabreeze felt like the missing half of that name. Just as being here had completed her in so many ways she could never have imagined back in her old life.

     

    “H-hello there.” She mewed timidly, shifting in her bed. She’d rarely spoken to anyone outside of the nursery. It had become known to her, over time, that Queens joining the Clans for easy kitten care was not unusual. But that it usually ended with the Queen running out on her offspring, saddling the Clan with their welfare. I’m not leaving my kits no matter what. I’ve gone through too much to have them here. Her baby blue eyes seemed to reflect this determination not to be seen as duplicitous, as they fixed lightly on Bumblenose.

     

    “You’re Bumblenose, aren’t you? Dandelionstem talks about you a lot. You all have such interesting names…Bumblenose is quite cute.” She seemed to realize how forward her choice of words has been belatedly, and her pink ears deepened in their rosy hues.

    #8111
    Shy
    Participant
    Bumblenose
    Warrior of Windclan

    Glancing over at her daughter, Dandelionstem decided to properly introduce the two. “Dear, this is Magnoliabreeze.”

    “Magnoliabreeze,” Bumblenose answered evenly. It was a fitting name to say the least.

    “M’hm.” Dandelionstem nodded with a soft smile before sitting up, deciding to eat somewhere more quiet. “I’ll leave you two to chitchat.”

    With her mother gone, Bumblenose carefully took in the newcomer’s facial appearance; flawless golden patches and bright, blue eyes. Those same eyes, while seemingly soft and innocent, held a fire to them, and that alone had such a profound, visceral effect on her. There was nothing more attractive than a she-cat with true grit and valor. By now her cheeks were burning with embarrassment at how discomposed she’d become by someone she’d just met.

    “Thank you,” the warrior swallowed hard, attempting to keep her voice steady, “If I may, yours is rather stunning.” After carefully returning the compliment, her her eyes were inexplicably drawn to the swell of her belly. “Oh,” her voice almost sounded surprised, “I see that you’re expecting.”

    #8118
    Chris
    Participant

    Magnoliabreeze held the other she-cats eyes for a long as she could, before finally the other moved her gaze. She felt a flush of satisfaction, and some other strange stirring emotion in her chest. And when Bumblenose made mention of her pregnancy, she felt embarrassed for some reason.

     

    “Oh, yes.” She mewed nervously. “It’s my first litter. The other Queens say birth is hard…I’m a little scared.” Admitted the small, plump Queen. She had many worries about the birth. What if the kits weren’t healthy? What if they got…stuck? So much could go wrong!

     

    Yet, she was at the point of no return on this one.

     

    I just hope none of them look like him.

    #8139
    Shy
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    Bumblenose
    Warrior of Windclan

    You absolute mousebrain. Of course she’s pregnant. Why else would she be in the nursery? The large warrior nervously cleared her throat, berating herself for being so daft. However, when the queen told her that this would be her first litter, the she-cat’s ears pricked up, her honey eyes glowing with interest. “Really? I’ve never had any kits of my own so I couldn’t begin to tell you,” she admitted, a soft reassuring smile soon appearing on her lips, “but you’ve got some of the best medicine cats in the clans, and my mother to help guide you through it.”

    As confident as she seemed, pregnancy and birth seemed like an uncomfortable and terrifying process altogether. Bumblenose’s parents wanted her to eventually carry on the family bloodline, yet the idea made her stomach queasy. If there was anything could do to help Magnoliabreeze feel more at ease, though, she would smile for her benefit.

    “I’m sure everything will be just fine,” the warrior reassured her, doing her best to comfort the new queen.

    #8283
    Chris
    Participant

    The small Queen laughed lightly at the other she-cats hesitancy. It was endearing, and helped to make her less uneasy in the presence of one of these strange wilderness cats. Everything about them was different from the life she’d previously led, and more often than not the cats here were not very hospitable. But it was a far cry from where she’d been before. A few odd looks and mutters were nothing compared to the scars they could not see.

    “You do seem young. I suppose we both are.” Since becoming pregnant she felt she’d left a younger part of herself behind. Certain memories were fading. The color of her kithood basket, what had it been? Suddenly she realized she could not recall.

    “Ah yes, it is so nice you have cats trained in medicine. In the city, twolegs did that for us. When I was a kittypet, I mean.” More memories swam hazily in the dark recesses of her mind, but she pushed them back. She must not look back. If I look back, I am lost.

     

    “Do you ever think you’ll have kits of your own, Bumblenose?” She tilted her head just barely.

    #8340
    Shy
    Participant
    Bumblenose
    Warrior of Windclan

    Bumblenose gave a hearty laugh. “Sometimes I don’t feel very young,” she easily admitted, taking a moment to roll her aching neck and shoulders. Being a wild cat had certainly taken a toll on her body. That much was certain. Sometimes it even felt as though her paws were going to fall off by the time the day was over.

    ‘A kittypet? A cold, trickle of dread crawled down her spine as she quickly glanced around for her mother, who was thankfully out of earshot. If Dandelionstem saw her being so friendly with a kittypet, she’d certainly hear of it later. While neither were acceptable in her parent’s eyes, being attracted to she-cats would be infinitely more acceptable than being attracted to a kittypet, let alone both.

    She took a calming breath, soon masking her worries with a warm, convincing smile. As long as her mother couldn’t hear her, she could speak freely. “I’ve never met a former kittypet before,” her gaze returned, honey eyes meeting Magnoliabreeze’s with unhidden curiosity. “And that’s very.. interesting that twolegs know medicine. I wouldn’t think that they would seeing as they seem rather stupid at times,” she chuckled, remembering some of her past encounters with twolegs. It was honestly hard to believe that creatures capable of such cruelty would care enough to learn such things, but she didn’t doubt her.

    The tips of her ears burned in embarrassment at her question. “Oh. I— uh,” she struggled, chuckling nervously as she raised a paw to anxiously rub the back of her neck, looking more uncomfortable than anyone had probably ever seen her. “I suppose one day, but— hopefully not anytime soon,” she smiled, clearing her throat in a feeble attempt to sound more composed.

    #8565
    Chris
    Participant

    Magnoliabreeze had encountered less than ideal responses when it came to the reveal of her past as a kittypet. But it was tough to gauge how exactly each cat would respond- some seemed to hate kittypets more, while others held rogues in the more contempt. Having been both, Magnoliabreeze never knew quite how to present herself. All these terms were so new- back in the city cats were just…cats. Yes there was a division between pets and wild cats. But they all lived and interacted with humans to some degree. Or twolegs, as they were called here in the forest.

     

    She tilted her head sensing unease from Bumblenose, but no hostility. Perhaps she disliked kittypets, but simply did not wish to be overtly rude. Most mutterings were not done to her face, after all.

     

    “It is true their ways can be confusing. But when you love someone, you trust that everything they do is best for you. Not unlike being a parent, I would imagine” She gave a somewhat nervous smile. Thinking directly about her future as a mother was nerve-wracking. Bit avoiding it would not prepare her either. “If you have any questions about…the city, I will try my best to answer them.”

     

    “Well I hope if you do, it is because you want kits or you have found someone you love and want to have a family with.” She sounded somewhat wistful as she spoke, as though wishing she herself had the same.

    #9942
    Shy
    Participant
    Bumblenose
    Warrior of Windclan

    Bumblenose nodded softly, grateful that Magnoliabreeze couldn’t see how uncomfortable she was at the idea of having kits of her own. She’d never discussed it openly with anyone, let alone a she-cat who was, for all intents and purposes, a stranger to her. However, she didn’t fail to notice the way the queen spoke, almost as if she had regrets of her own about it. She wanted to ask but thought it best not to pry about something so personal, at least not yet. Maybe when they knew each other better she would.

    Bumblenose knew it wasn’t a good idea to engage in conversation for this long in fear of upsetting her mother, but she couldn’t resist learning more about Magnoliabreeze. Everything about her was just so fascinating. Curious and interested, she scooted closer, making herself comfortable by laying down in front of her. Bumblenose looked directly into her eyes; kind and genuine. “I’d actually love to hear more about your life in the city, if you want to share it with me,” she smiled, and then began with a question, “So, you lived with twolegs? How was it? I’d imagine if they knew medicine that yours were at least kind to you. Were you allowed to go outside freely? I know that some twolegs don’t allow their kittypets to ever go outside.” Truthfully she couldn’t even begin to imagine such a life. To never feel the grass beneath her paws or the wind billowing her fur didn’t sound like one worth living.

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