Windcry's kits

[[t]Wilted Ros[e]]

[/color] Windcry frowned--not just at her discomfort, but also at the cracking sound her voice had made.[/ul]
(GOIDJHCEOASE9OYAR89G. Bored. Lol.)
(Holly, Feral, and Dancer each have one of her kits. And I have one. Nyeh.)[/size]

[[t]Wilted Ros[e]]

(LE TIMESKIP, because no one cares. WHOO.)

[/color][/i] she decided with a sense of finality.

Her mate should be here with her, deciding the names for these future warriors by her side. But she shouldn't have expected so much--even she didn't know which cat was these kits' fathers. Her litter may have even been comprised of more than herself and one cat.

Casting these thoughts aside, she returned her attention to the four kits. There was still one, nameless. She watched the she-kit squirm, as if staring as intently as she was would help the kit develop the power of speech and tell her what her name should be.

Sighing, Windcry glanced out the nursery--then a small cat-smile curled across her muzzle. Dawnkit.[/ul][/size]

[[t]Wilted Ros[e]]

(Goldkit: White she-cat with black, grey, and silver spots, with one golden leg. Brown eyes. [[Dancer]]
Firekit: Small silver tom with faint ginger tabby stripes. Blue eyes. [[Feral]]
Darkkit: Black tomkit with ginger legs and tail, and grey-tipped ears. Yellow eyes. [[Holly]]
Dawnkit: Ginger she-kit with silver tabby stripes and black and white patches. Green eyes. [[Inky]])