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Post by Jordan03 on Jul 1, 2006 8:52:40 GMT -5
She was heavy in kits she was beginning to get very tierd she fell to the ground exhausted her eyes glazed
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Post by »flamestar« on Jul 1, 2006 8:56:13 GMT -5
rainDance, not able to watch her suffer, trotted towards her, sniffing her lightly," I know you probably hate my guts, but let your mate take care of this! Your having kits! I know your independent, but for your kit's sake! RainDance said, reassuring.
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Post by Jordan03 on Jul 1, 2006 8:57:47 GMT -5
she looked up and purred in gratitude as she lay and rested
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Post by »flamestar« on Jul 1, 2006 8:59:55 GMT -5
" If he tries any slick moves, that Tom of him, will get his ear pierced by me!" SHe said with a hint of laughter in her voice. She stood by her side, hair raised, looking to the Tom.
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Post by Jordan03 on Jul 1, 2006 9:00:51 GMT -5
she lay and rested she wasn't about to have the kits right this minute but needed to rest up for the hour in which they came
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Post by »flamestar« on Jul 1, 2006 9:07:05 GMT -5
She looked to DeadHeart's mate, then to the other tom.
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Post by Jordan03 on Jul 1, 2006 9:08:45 GMT -5
DarkStrike she whispered in a hoarse voice DarkStrike she said again
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Post by »flamestar« on Jul 1, 2006 9:12:48 GMT -5
RainDance some-what hissed for him to get to his mate. She needed him, and he should be next to her.
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Post by Jordan03 on Jul 1, 2006 9:14:42 GMT -5
she looked up eyes glazed
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Post by »flamestar« on Jul 1, 2006 9:16:57 GMT -5
[ i guess we should wait for cat-o-lac, cause we are making him look bad...teehee...]
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Post by Cat-O-Lac on Jul 1, 2006 9:19:17 GMT -5
[yellow]The Tom walked forth, his pads bringing him swiftly to her side. He laid down next to her, licking her cheek softly. His pads ran gently along her back. His nose brushed her nape gently.[/yellow]
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Post by Jordan03 on Jul 1, 2006 9:21:18 GMT -5
she smiled but her eyes looked distent, her face was screwed up in pain
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Post by »flamestar« on Jul 1, 2006 9:21:54 GMT -5
She nodded to those to, and then looked to the new tom. Her fur raised on her back, hoping to protect the couple.
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Post by Jordan03 on Jul 1, 2006 9:22:45 GMT -5
DeadHeart yowled in pain as her water broke
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Post by Cat-O-Lac on Jul 1, 2006 9:23:04 GMT -5
[yellow]He spoke gently to her, rising no anger. It's me, DeadHeart. It's DarkStrike. Rest all you need, m'love. He tried making her comfortable next to himself.[/yellow]
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