The Window Is Open [Open] Sept 17, 2015 21:47:12 GMT -5
Post by dylan on Sept 17, 2015 21:47:12 GMT -5
Creampaw - 678 Words
As the light of dawn slowly creeped into camp, it wasn't long before the rays reached the nursery. The previous night had been quite a cold one, and had many a cats huddling together. In one bed of the nursery lie three cats, two females and a male, two kits an an apprentice. Wait, an apprentice? That was actually normal, especially in the past few weeks. It had been almost two moons since the death of her own littermate, since she had received two important surprises.
If one were to look at Creampaw just two moons ago, and then see her today...they would be completely baffled. This she-cat had gone from being reckless and troublesome, constantly aggravating others...to being....motherly. Yes, she still could be troublesome and knew how to aggravate others but at this point it wasn't with as much malice as it once was. She felt like she belonged more. The two kits brought to her, had literally become her kits. As far as they were concerned and anyone else, she was their mother. They were not her brother and sister, they were her kits. Her sister had brought them to her and had trusted her with them, wanting exactly this to happen. And if she could do one thing, one last request from her sister, she had done it.
Her whole life now revolved around the kits. Her training wasn't put on hold, she just trained when she could. It would probably mean that the kits would be apprentices before she became a warrior, but that was fine with her. They needed her, and she didn't absolutely need to be a warrior. Creampaw had not necessarily moved into the nursery full time, but she and the kits spent their time in the nursery. She wasn't going to take them to the apprentice area, it wasn't as protected as the nursery and Creampaw was nervous to have them not protected. It was her job to protect them and leaving them in the open at such a young age was not a bright idea.
What Creampaw did not expect was the bond she had formed with the kits. They were always with her, constantly by her side and her little mini-mi was always trying to sneak out of camp. Aspenkit was just like her, and it somewhat scared her. Hopefully she wouldn't be as reckless and get hurt. She loved the two kits like no one else could imagine, and was highly protective of them just like any queen would be. One of the other queens in the nursery had been nursing the two kits, and now Creampaw was slowly getting them into eating fresh-kill. It was a slow process but it would mean that she wouldn't have to rely on anyone else, and it would just be her and the kits.
With a yawn, the off-white furred apprentice slowly stretched her paws as she awoke. The two little bundles of fur were nestled deep in her fur. This is how she woke up every morning, and she found herself smiling. Not too long after she woke up, she felt something stirring beside her. Looks like the kit who really could be her daughter (if we were to go on looks and personality) had decided she had slept enough. Aspenkit had blinked her eyes up and now was grinning. Creampaw gave the kit a quick lick on the head before motioning with her head to go out of the nursery. Grabbing the tom by the scruff, she made her way outside, with Aspenkit right on her paws. Today was the day she would introduce the kits to the clan, let them really see what went on each day. Her brother was still fast asleep, but Aspenkit was awake and alert, already bouncing eagerly on her paws. She was especially excited to show them where she normally slept at night, before they came along, and where they would be sleeping in the near future.