"Hello, Specklefl-" Otterfoot flinched when she saw Creekspring, immediately curling her long tail around her bulging stomach in protectiveness - she'd never seen this tom before. She calmed down when he spoke. "Hello - I am Otterfoot."
"Wow, pretty similar names, I am Creekspring." Said Creekspring. "They both involve somewhat water," he smiled. And this wasn't a mean one, it was a nice, sweet, caring smile.
He knew what was happening, he fetched some Chervil from the back of the medicine den, "Chew this into a juice and then swallow, it will help with the kitting."