Unfortunate Turn of Events [Open]

[- Shadow]

Patchstorm walked around the camp, pacing in her circle. She was nearly due, and was the most uncomfortable cat in existence, or so she continued moaning. She could not lie down, and walking, siting, and moving all hurt too. She had begged the Medicine Cat for something to take away the awful feelings, or to put her to sleep, but was refused. 'You are too close to birthing for me to give you anything' what was answer she had gotten all day. She still had a week, but to be sure, she was refused all medicines to numb her. She hated that day, but knew that someway, somehow, they would meet again. It was fate, or so she had heard. Half the clan hated her now, half pitied her, and a few how mostly kept to themselves kept mumbling how she was chosen for a higher calling. A higher calling! She was pregnant with an enemies kits! How was that a higher calling! She hissed at the thought, and kept pacing. From time to time she would stop, but just as she stopped, a clan-mate would come up and ask if she was ready to eat and rest, and in a fury, she would start again. How could this happen! She had always been called the most beautiful can in Shadowclan! How did this happen to her! She was supposed to have no trouble finding a mate of her choice, but who would mate with a cat who had a rouge's kits?! No cat she knew of, only a rouge. Just then another cat approached, but she stopped when she seen who it was. What did they want? She wondered, but waited for them to speak up.

[miu]

Ferretstar shook away the debris from his pelt as he entered the camp clearing. He was sure he had more moss stuck into his thick, golden pelt, but he wanted to get out in the territory to secure borders already. He had been looking for his deputy but instead caught sight of a pacing queen. Patchstorm looked horrible. Not horrible as in unattractive because personally Ferretstar thought of her as one of the more decent-looking shecats in the clan, but horrible as in miserable. He decided to take some time to see what was wrong. As he got closer he saw her face; pure anguish. The tom knew of the rumors of her kits' father but decided never to question the choice of a she-cats mate. He didn't know the full story and tried not to care either way.


He brushed his thick-furred tail over her flank and lowered his head to meet the queen's gaze.


"More pain, Patchstorm?" He meowed in concern. The leader knew no medicine could be given to a queen so heavily burdened with kits. "Anything I can do?"

 

[Freaks And Geeks]

Sunstain emerged from the warriors den. He had been taking a quick nap between duties and was about to go out hunting alone but then he saw his leader, Ferretstar and Patchstorm talking in the clearing. It was probably about her kits that were about to be born. Everyone knew the story of what happened to her. Yet, even her, nobody knew the father. He had pity for the she-cat as she was just in the wrong place and the wrong time. But even at that, she was lucky to be alive. The toms easily could have killed. At this point he didn't know what would've been worse. Living with the pain or dying. He headed towards the two. "How are you Patchstorm?"

[- Shadow]

Patchstorm looked at as a cat approached. As he spoke, she instantly regretted leaving the nursery. She knew that all queens went though this, and that she had no right to bother the other warriors with he complaints and groans, but here she was. Ferretstar had checked on her almost constantly, and always daily. She liked knowing that he cared, but was uncomfortable with the kindness of toms now, and more so because she knew the clan seen his kindness, and she didn't want to have his pity. I'm sorry if I bothered you. I just can't stand staying still, and the pains are back. The only thing anyone can do now though is wait. Thank you for caring though. she sighed, only able to speak the truth as the moment. Just them Sunstain came up beside Ferretstar. I'll manage. she answered him halfheartedly. What she really wanted was to be able to go out and be a warrior with them, not a queen. She was not ready to find a mate and settle as a queen. She was still enjoying the warrior life, but her fate had been changed that day at the Carrion place. She had not returned, but had looked from a distance many times since. Still she could not make since of that day and the events that transpired. She took a deep breath and shook her head to clear the dreadful thoughts.