Duskstar could see that all was well at present time with the Clan, and slowly walked to a tree near the camp's entrance and lay down on her side. It was getting increasingly difficult to be graceful and manouver around freely when her stomach was bulging. She sat and groomed herself, purring and chittering a little song to her unborn kittens as she cleaned herself, and with delight felt them respond to her voice.
"I know little ones, I'm eager to see you too," she spoke softly.
She was careful when grooming her still healing front legs, and her thoughtful amber eyes landed on Burningkit and Firekit playing together.
It's a good sign within a Clan to see kittens playing without fear in their eyes, she wondered to herself
She was wondering where Owlmud was; when the time crawled closer and closer, she was beginning to feel very nervous about the kitting process. All other she-cats she knew who birthed kits had said in passing that it felt like being ripped apart on the inside.

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