Hello and welcome to Purrgatory! We are an 18+ Warrior Cat Roleplay set in an AU where the clans were unable to leave the forest territories and perished! It has been 100 or more years since then, the clans of the forest are but distant memories to any cats still alive, stories passed down to kits of strangely named wild warriors and leaders with nine lives but the time of the clans is upon us once more and the stars shine yet again.

TW: Sensitive Content Camp RiverClan A storm between heartbeats // kitting

Please review the more detailed TW summary at the top of the post.
This thread takes place inside the clan's camp.

tw - descriptions of birth complications.

The den grows heavy, the scent of blood thick in the air, overwhelming the softer scents of moss and milk. The world has narrowed to breath and pain, to the tense rhythm of contractions and the shudder of limbs that give and take with every breath.

He is not aware of the turmoil his parents face, nor that several of his siblings have already arrived—slick, crying, alive. Time drags as the fifth kit delays, suspended in silence while the others cradle against their mother's belly.

From the moment he begins to emerge, it is clear something is wrong. He is backwards—tail first. The pressure clamps around him, suffocating. He doesn't even get the chance to use his lungs, fluid-filled, drowned, delaying him even the choice to take his first breath. To fight for his chance at life.

ooc - he's a breach baby! good luck jingle...
 

Jinglemoon speaks and pleads with Adder, though Pine doubts seriously that the tom will listen. But then a voice cuts through the noise, sharp, full of pain– the one voice Adder would be willing to listen to. Wave. Before Adder even confirms his consent, Pineheart has already pushed Peachtrot inside, mumbling a quick apology as he does so. Not for what he'd said to her, but for the shoving, though he doesn't clarify this.

He gives Adderfang a sharp look– now is not the time for him to scold. He'd done what he did for both of them, having thought the two would've at least discussed who they wanted to be present for the birth. Apparently not. He glances around the den over his shoulder, spotting Rainpaw.

"Rain," he says, "go get Galepaw back in here. Not Pikestar– only Galepaw. Do you understand?"

see the life i've had
could make a good man bad

 
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