Disclaimer: I don't own CATS!
Okay, so this is a little idea I had, fanfics that are kinda like silent movies. (And I know, other people have done this, I just wanted to write a series of them like this).
Since there's no dialogue, there's just naration. Describing what the characters are doing, how they feel, and how they observe one another.
There's also little description of things like background and scenery, focusing all on the characters themselves and how they're interacting.
It's also all in first tense, as it's actually supposed to be happening.
And this is not a continuous story, it's just a bunch of different events in the lives of these characters, as the ideas come. I could even use some suggestions.
Lyplora falls back onto the nest in exhaustion, finally feeling the third kitten slide free from her body. The last delivery had been the most painful of the three, but she didn't care, as she felt Misto squeeze her wrist encouragingly. To her, it's all worth it for the kittens.
Her breath comes in short pants, her chest heaving up and down after her exhaustive labor. Slowly she looks around at Jenny, as the old gumbie cat severs the umbilical cord and begins cleaning the kitten.
Mistoffelees' rough tongue meets her forehead, a loving gesture that she needed, as her tears join the beads of sweat already rolling down her face.
She tries to roll onto her side, but Misto stops her, still holding her paws in his, her head in his lap.
He leans down and nuzzles her, and she tries to meekly smile, until she notices Jenny taking the kitten and hurrying into the other room, same thing she had done with the others.
She wimpers slightly at this, her heart sinking at the thought of not being able to see her own kittens. It's like a knife to the back, only worse, because these are her kits, her babies.
Misto comes around into her line of sight, not letting go of her paws, only looking down at his mate with sincere love in his eyes.
He lets go of one paw and reaches for the rag laying next to her neck, using it to wipe away some of the sweat from her face, her leaning into it, so happy to have a mate that cares so much.
She had actually asked before she had even gone into labor for something to bite down on, not wanting anyone to hear her screams while having the kittens. So they had given her this, a towel to clench her teeth down on, which worked quite well.
As they wait, Misto tends to her, helping Lyplora to sit up and take a little water. But she seems distant, looking desperately at the door Jenny had taken her kittens through, wondering when she'll be able to see them.
Normally, Jenny wouldn't just rush off with a new mother's kittens right after birth, something is up, and Lyplora and Misto know it.
So Lyplora just lays there, feeling Misto run his paw through her head fur gently, wanting her to know that it would all be okay.
Finally, after what seems like hours, Jenny comes back into the room, holding one of the kittens in her arms. She's smiling, looking at the parents with happiness for their new additions, but there seems to be something bothering the old queen.
The kitten is a little queen, brown and black, with fluff on her chest like her father, and a pink nose like her mom.
Lyplora can barely believe her eyes as she takes the sleeping kit; sitting up more, almost crying as she tiredly but lovingly licks her kitten's ears.
They don't even notice Jenny has left the room, as Misto leans over and gently touches his daughter's face, almost afraid of the tiny creature.
Without warning, Lyplora lets him take it, putting the kitten in his hands, with a grin on her face. Seeing the tom awkwardly hold his first born kit, it's a precious moment.
When Jenny comes back in the room, there is a serious look on her face. Quickly, she beckons for Misto to come speak to her; he gives the kitten back to Lyplora and approaches the now almost frantic gumbie cat
Lyplora watches them whispering back and fourth to each other, wondering what the problem is. She holds her kitten close to her chest, afraid Jenny will take it away from her again, and she runs a protective paw down her daughter's back.
As she observes the two cats, she notices that Misto begins to look more and more upset, which sends waves of fear coursing through her. It looks like Misto is getting extremely frustrated with Jenny, until he is literally screaming at her.
Finally, Jenny hurries out of the room, coming back a minute later carrying the two kittens in her arms.
Lyplora looks up hopefully at this, it really is a crime to keep a mother from her child. She has a look of longing on her face, so afraid that something may be wrong with the kittens.
But after Jenny unhappily gives the kittens back to Misto, it feels like she can finally take a breath, all the fear that had been choking her finally lifted.
Mistoffelees looks at Jenny like a lion defending his cubs, but holding his two new borns as gently as if they were made of glass.
Lyplora is almsot crying again as Misto turns and brings the kittens back toward her, the tears finally spilling over as she is allowed to hold these two for the first time.
Jenny stands there in her doorway, not looking threatening, but just extremely over worried.
But Misto doesn't even notice her anymore, doesn't care what she thinks. To him, it shouldn't matter if the two kittens Jenny had withheld might be deaf, he just wants to bring his family home.
What do yall think? Is it too weird, too hard to follow not using any dialogue? Tell me what yall think, because I just love the character Lyplora, who wrote herself practically and who I want to write about again.