Hey guys, Nightpool here again.
I need cats for BrokenClan so I will be accepting OCs!
So please send them in!
I also need kit names for Stormlily.
Lightblaze lay curled in her nest, Butterflykit and Mistkit by her side, she slowly sat up and licked her sleeping daughters heads, Butterflykit mewled quietly and snuggled into her mothers fur.
With sure strokes Lightblaze began to groom her dusty cream fur, as she did another she-cat gazed at the young she-cat with the bold blue eyes, "uh, hey..." she mewed quietly, "you're Lightblaze right? Coldstar's new mate?"
The creamy she-cat looked up, surprised at the new voice, "y-yes I am," she replied, "who are you?" the other she-cat blinked slowly, "I'm Feathermoon," she mewed, with a tentative smile, "these are my kits, Hailkit and Darkkit," she touched each kits head gently, "they're lovely Feathermoon," purred Lightblaze, "my kits are Butterfly...kit, Mistkit and Flamekit," the pretty silver queen looked at her kits, "is Flamekit in the tom's nursery?" she asked, "yes," mewed Lightblaze, bluntly, "he is."
"I'm very sorry..." whispered Feathermoon, her golden eyes wide with remorse, "I don't want to lose my sons either..." her tail hovered over the silver Hailkit then flopped back at her side.
"It's OK," replied Lightblaze, flicking an ear, "at least I know Flamekit is being loved and is safe," Feathermoon nodded, "once my kits wake up, would you be able to help me clear out the warriors nests?" she asked, amusement flashing briefly in her gaze.
"Sure," mewed Lightblaze, "anything to take my mind off... this..." she waved her tail around the den and the silver she-cat nodded in sympathy, "I understand," she mewed, "I was a house-cat before Coldstar lured me here, it was so tempting but now I'm trapped like the rest of the she-cats."
A tiny mewl interrupted Feathermoon's words and she looked down at the black tom kit with the kit blue eyes tucked into the crook of her belly, "hey Darkkit," she purred to her son, "did you have a good rest?" the little kit blinked then nodded wordlessly.
"Well sweetie, mummy has some jobs to do, so just play with your brother while I'm gone OK?" she mewed licking his soft fluffy ears, "alright mummy," he squeaked before running off with the now awoken Hailkit.
Just as Lightblaze heaved herself to her paws Nightpool appeared in the entrance of the den carrying what smelled like prey, her belly rumbled at the thought, "Coldstar ordered me to bring you this," he mewed, sharply, "after, you should learn some names and get to work," then he turned around and left as quickly as he arrived, leaving the prey on the ground.
Lightblaze walked over and stopped still as she saw the size of it, one bony mouse and a pitiful shrew that wouldn't feed a newborn kit, "w-what is this?" she asked, a quaver in her mew, "prey," replied Feathermoon, giving her a look, "but it's tiny!" she cried, Feathermoon snorted, "what did you expect Lightblaze?" First pick of the freshkill pile? We're she-cats for StarClan's sake," "oh..." whispered Lightblaze scooping up the prey, "should we share?"
Feathermoon smiled thinly, "if you want, but you should probably eat it, you won't get anymore anytime soon," Lightblaze nodded and picked the measly prey up.
"Butterflykit, Mistkit..." she called gently to her daughters, "I have some prey..." first Mistkit then Butterflykit raised their heads, blinking sleepy eyes, "prey?" mewled Mistkit, "where?"
"Here," replied Lightblaze, dropping the scraps of meat on the ground, Butterflykit sniffed them and frowned, "why is it so small?" she asked, her mouth drooping, "because sweetheart, this is all we can have at the moment, you two share the mouse," purred Lightblaze, soothingly, pushing the slightly bigger piece of prey to her daughters.
After a few more sniffs the she-kits began to wolf down what little meat was on the mouse's bony body, Lightblaze turned to Feathermoon, "I'll just eat this then come and help, OK?" she mewed, picking up the shrew.
Feathermoon nodded and waited while the creamy she-cat ate what she could from the creature before standing, "I'll be back later," she purred to her kits, "be good!" Mistkit and Butterflykit nodded and went back to licking the meat from the bones of the mouse.
Lightblaze stood and followed Feathermoon out into the warm sunlight, she purred softly and followed the silver she-cat to the warriors den, "I'll bring out the nests, then you strip the old moss out and pile it up, got it?" mewed Feathermoon, without waiting for a reply she vanished into the den and returned with a nest.
Lightblaze began to pull the moss out and set it aside, she sighed, this was going to be a long job.
After the sun had begun to sink past the far away mountains Lightblaze and Feathermoon put the last nest back in the den and carried the soiled moss to the dirtplace, "phew!" moaned Lightblaze, "that was long hard work!" Feathermoon just grimaced and led the way back to the nursery, stopping to grab a scrawny vole from the pile.
Lightblaze flopped back in her nest, then remembered her older daughter, the newly name Stormlily.
She hurried outside and snatched two mice from the pile and darted away, the smell was tantalizing as she carried the stolen mice by their tails, her almost empty growled in protest as she lay the juicy prey by her daughter, "Stormlily..." she whispered, "hurry up and eat these," the grey she-cat cracked open her eyes and smiled slowly at her mother, "thanks," she whispered, and gulped them down with a please sigh.
Lightblaze licked Stormlily's head then lay back in her nest to groom her kits.
Hours later, as Lightblaze slowly sunk into sleep, a form slid through the nursery entrance, it slunk over to Feathermoon's sleeping form and nudged her, none to gently.
The she-cat stirred and looked up from her sleep, then at a whispered order from the tom she followed him into the steadily blossoming night, curious, Lightblaze to rose and stealthily followed the two cats out of the camp and to a secluded clearing away from the camp.
Quietly, Lightblaze tucked herself under a bush to watch.
Soon she heard the toms harsh voice raise and Feathermoon beg for mercy, but the tom raised his paw and from what Lightblaze could hear and see, slashed her across the face, Feathermoon's form crumpled and the tom stalked off, leaving the she-cat there.
Even new as she was to the clan, Lightblaze knew she could not help her new friend now, only hope she made it back for the morning.
Paws heavy with sorrow the creamy she-cat headed back to the camp and slipped back into the nursery to her nest.
She held her daughters close with her tail and seeing Feathermoon's sons shaking with cold, she scooped them up and held them close too, through the whole night, licking each small kits head and murmuring comfort as she watched the other she-cats sleep and the sun start to rise.