by Yellow. » Fri Oct 18, 2019 8:50 am
Except those deemed necessary Falcon was mostly kept away from most of the kingdom or at least most of the lower kingdom. They weren’t to be of use to her yet and only need to see her at times of need, for now, she need not concern herself with them. Or that’s what her mother always told her. But Falcon was a curious soul and how could see one-day rule cats she’d ever met? Why would they listen to her if they didn’t know her? Her father, of course, had said it would come with time, they were things she needed to do now but she would come to know many of the cats in the kingdom as they were her people. But Falcon was never one to wait.
So like any good princess, she snuck out in the night, past her handmaid and the knights that guarded where the royal family stayed. Guarded against what she didn’t know but there were always two around. It was an easy task, something she’d been doing for moons now and could probably do with her eyes closed. It should probably worry her how often she’d been sneaking out but she’d learned so much and could only hope not to get caught yet.
It was the yelling that drew her attention once outside of the royal area, as she snuck past where the nobles and other important cats stayed down to the lower area where cats would be waking up in the early hours. The yawl sounded like one of pure pain and the princess couldn’t imagine someone making such a sound in the heart of the kingdom. Before she thought better of it, she ran.
The sound only drew louder as she got closer, her body slowing as she realized just where her paws had been taking her. A den in the main force just past the nobles, it smelled of blood and herbs inside. She knew it wasn’t the medical den though, but it wasn’t one she’d been to before either.
With ears perked and hair standing on her back Falcon draws closer, ready to defend herself or the other cat if whatever was happening came for her. It was when she heard the cry of a kit that she stopped dead in her tracks. Not a kit in pain, but a new life, a kit taking its first breaths and announcing itself to the world. She’d heard it only once before, one of the nobles had kits moons before and she’d been allowed to be there and watch.
It seemed like she was frozen for hours before she heard the rustling of someone leaving the den and saw the familiar pelt of the physician.
“Falcon, what in the good spirits name are you doing out here so early?” The older tom asked not fire to his worlds thankfully.
“I was just out, exploring and I heard the yelling,” Falcon answered softly, her head hanging a bit as she realized she’d been worried for nothing.
The tom only chuckled in response before flicking his tail to her motioning her forward. “Why don’t you come met the newest members of the kingdom.”
“Oh I couldn’t I’m sure the mothers tired,” Falcon retorted while taking a step back,
“Nonsense trust me she’ll be awake for a way yet and I’m sure she’d love for you to be the first one to met them, come along now.” The physician told her simple while he slipped back into the den and had soft words with the mother inside.
With a sigh Falcon did the only thing she could think of, she followed, she’d been caught anyway mine as well do as the physician wanted.
For a moment the darkness overwhelmed her, her eyes taking a moment to adjust to the sight of a mother wrapping around squirming bundles at her side. The physician stood off to the side, glancing to the kits but not moving any closer.
“Princess Falcon it’s a pleasure to met you,” The mother purred when Falcon moved closer for her to see.
“And you as well, congratulations on the kits, I’m sorry I stopped by unannounced,” Falcon answered as respectfully as she could.
The molly laughed before beaconing the princess closer, “No bother dear it’s an honor to have you meet them.”
Following the molly’s cue, Falcon moved closer towards the nest, glancing down at the three squirming kits at her side, all suckling for milk as he side. They were like the other new kits she had seen, carrying only now for there mother and what she could provide. But Falcon knew that in time they would grow and they would be a valuable part of the Kingdom.
“What are there names?” Falcon asked with a smile.
“Well these two I’m waiting on there father to help with when he gets back, but this little one here is Alice. She may be small yet but I have a feeling she’s going to be the strongest of the bunch.” The mother added on the last bit with a laugh as the kit in question rigged closer.
“A good name for a fine kit, I’m sure the others will be just as fine,” Falcon told her with a nod, meeting three new members of the kingdom for the first time.