- I want some kittens!
Artist: canadianhowl
Username + ID: crexmii + 1056107
Last accepted form: april 10 2024
Cat 1: findingcheese :)
Permission: mine !!
Last bred: never bred
Cat 2: raspberry
Permission: mine
Last bred: never bred
Appearance or genetics based?: genetics
Would you like apprentice references for your litter?: no
Items using: n/a
Allow for random NR edits?: yes!
Roll for chance at random myth edit?: you bet
If this litter has more than one user involved, will you be splitting the litter?: n/a
Prompt: ii. write about the parents discussing / thinking about their future kittens.
“findingcheese! wake up! wake up! WAKE UP!” raspberry squealed, shaking her friend’s side eagerly.
the ginger tom awoke, groggily blinking open his purple eyes. “what is it?” he sat up and found himself face to face with an ecstatic raspberry.
she bounced around his nest, meowing, “cilantro says i’m going to have kits! i’m going to have kits!”
findingcheese’s eyes widened and he broke into a grin. “congratulations! i’m happy for you. whose kits are they?”
raspberry’s yellow gaze darkened, just for a moment.
“peppershrike’s.” she rasped.
findingcheese put his tail on his best friend’s shoulder. “i’m sorry. i’m sure he’ll be watching…from…wherever he is.”
raspberry sniffled and burst into tears. “it’s not the same! he got corrupted, he didn’t die! all that’s left of him is a monster!” the chocolate tortie wailed, burying her face into findingcheese’s fur.
“don’t say that. i’m sure his spirit travelled to the spirit realm.” findingcheese mewed, trying to comfort the crying molly. however, he himself wasn’t sure that his words were true.
an awkward silence began to bloom between the two.
raspberry looked up. “hey, findingcheese? you’re my best friend, right?”
the red tabby stared at her in confusion. “of course i am!”
“well….best friends help each other in times of need, right?” raspberry whispered. “could you be these kits’ godfather? i mean…since they don’t have a father to look after them. you’re most likely the closest thing they’ll have.”
findingcheese seemed surprised. “oh, oh, it’s okay if you don’t want—“
“of course! i am your best friend, I’ll do anything to help you and your kits! besides, there’s a first time for everything.” he mewed. raspberry smiled. “thank you.”
“it’s nothing. i’ll try to be the best godfather i can.” findingcheese purred. “these kits will be lucky to have me, i bet they’ll inherit some of your clumsiness!” he joked. raspberry swatted one of her paws at him. “shush, you!”
“i’ll give them the comfiest nests, and the best fresh-kill and play the best games of moss ball with them.” findingcheese grinned.
“i’m sure you’ll be a great father! the kits would love your horrible singing and stories.”
“you mean my beautiful soprano song and my mystical tales?” findingcheese smirked, prancing around in front of raspberry.
raspberry grinned back. and she knew that despite the loss of a father, findingcheese would take care of them.
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here’s a wholesome pairing for once!! little break from the angst :)
