March 15th servant work... AGAIN!!!

[Loki]

Joy crouched looking around warily... Her belly aching (hehe)
Bone had revieled a LOT to the she-cat, and plans were going
to change. The question is: is it for the better? She slunk back
feeling stupid. She watched Switchblade intently wondering if he
was going to be interested in the news. He had been grouchy lately,
and her sister... scared and worried. What was going on? She thought
angrily. She looked to the warriors den. She didn't want to have to put up with their taunts,
thinking that the "puny" Servant was scared when she was secretly rolling her eyes at them.
Her ear flicked back and she nearly hissed as Eyeless padded down a slope with a scraggy
mouse in her jaws. Joy remembered sitting here and sulking when she first came. She was not
quite sulking now. She was hiding from nobody but her self. She didn't want conversation, feeling
ashamed and confused.

[Runfast]

Loveless, upon seeing Joyless up and about, did one of his half-smiles as he passed her. His mouth was full of clean moss so he said nothing as he went into Cunningheart's den.

OOC: I heard the kitten game was on, so my plan leaps into action! BOO. YA.

IC: Grace padded around the camp, checking the food storage, checking the Mender's den then the Warrior's den. If anyone had bothered to notice, the black and white fur around her stomach stuck out a little more than usual. Grace was worried - would the others notice? Would she get in trouble? More importantly, how would he react to it? Oh, Grace knew he loved her and she loved him back, but... Toms were strange about this subject, and considering just who he was...
She shuddered, thinking about her kit's future in Abyssclan.

[Loki]

OOC: It'll be interesting to know Woebringers reaction. Will the warriors flip or does it depend on the cat. Are warriors still gonna bat up a servant even if their carrying young.

IC: Joyless looked at her paws as Loveless neared. She huddled up to the over ledge that hung above. She sighed warily. Looking out. She was heavily pregnant. Noticing Grace' stomach, made her feel a little less on her own. she was about to mew congratulations but... She looked away and lay down.She didn't know what to do, or think. She looked to Switchblade, who had probably already guessed. Would he think they were his?

She licked the tender belly and her paw. The kits probably weren't even alive... So much had happened. Joy shivered and looked hungrily at the prey pile. She had eaten in the morning, a skinny frozen mouse. She was starving for something fresh and meaty. Moan came back, he jumped down the ledge and Joy nearly jumped with shock, The choosing caught by surprise hissed and spun around, fore arms extended, cutting her nose and cheek.

Crashingflight came from... well no where. He picked the choosing up by his tail and flung him side ways. "Stupid rat!" The massive tom hissed, rolling his muscles threateningly, he sighed and hissed at Joyless, to watch her self, as well as her manors. The She-cat bowed in respect and the tom rolled his eyes and turned away, hi tail high as he picked the choosing to its feet then left from the camp.

Defenseless was near Switchblade, she too was in kit, though not as heavily as Joyless, Though it was not an Abbysclan cat that was the father. The tom who she had been feeding all
the information to was the father. He was called Rinse, and he was a youngish tom him self.
She smiled coldly at Joyless' suffering and sneered a hot growl. A perfect way to put Joyless in pain was to open wounds... mentally. Who was the daddy? She thought smiling coldly. It would be a pleasure if the kits were born dead, That would be painful... and if not... there was always the chance for a silent kill... (Sick b!tch)
Defenceless sighed, that was... depending on Shadowstars reaction...

Joyless shuffled back and swiftly edged a paw around her cheek and nose, She was glad that that Choosing had not had reinforsed claws. it could be a lot wor... Joyless felt a pain, like a stab. The fist thing that went to her head was; not now!

[Longstorm]

OOC: Can Searingeyes be of assistance? (sing-song) He's cool like that...

[Loki]

OOC: That would fit into the point yeah, maybe bone has told the powerfuls about Joy or something? so go ahead

IC:
For a moment the pain stopped and then rushed in again. Her kits were coming. Joyless shriveled back and twisted in pain.

[Longstorm]

OOC: What's with all of the pregnant she-cats? We've got a lot in Darkclan too!... Maybe because spring is coming... yeah, that has to be it.

Searingeyes, appearing from nowhere like he sometimes did, stood next to Joyless and murmured (with a somewhat frustrated undertone),
"She-cats and new-leaf... Come along, Joy. We best not stand around." He began to lead her out of the camp.

IC: Cunningheart watched Searingeyes lead her cousin away and she came up to him, quietly snarling,
"What are you doing with that Servant, Powerful?" Her tone was mock-respectful.

Searingeyes almost spat, his fur bristling.
"Not now, Cunningheart," he mewed in a controlled voice. "I don't have time for this."

Cunningheart spat,
"Then MAKE time."

Searingeyes looked from Joy to Cunningheart and growled in frustration.
"FINE. Come with us and we'll talk."

OOC: Hold on - out of sheer curiousity, WHO'S THE DADDY?

[Loki]

Joyless looked down to the ground as Cunningheart neared.
She was respectful to Cunningheart, the only warrior she was
happy to look up to. She nearly hissed at the word servant but at times like
this...
Joyless felt pain swell over...

OOC: Searingeyes and Cunningheart, a while ago they were nice to each other...
BTW Joyless originally was my idea, Runfast wanted grace to be pregnant!!! lol
Also... I ain't going to tell you about the daddy... hehe but I know who MWUHAHAHA

[Longstorm]

OOC: Yeah, SE and CH used to be, uh... 'together'. It's a long and complicated story - CH knows the secrets of the Powerfuls because of that interested relationship!

IC: Searingeyes looked at Joy again - usually he'd send a calm feeling from his mind to her's, but these days he wasn't feeling too calm (lack of sleep does that to you).
"Come on," he mewed a little more harshly than intended. "We can't be here."

Cunningheart rolled her eyes - same old Powerful she knew, of course. She followed him out of the camp.

OOC: The weather is changing, the weather is changing! Let's say a nice thaw is coming. And should we start a new thread for this?
And Searingeyes has his reasons for wanting to be present for the birth of Joyless's kits.

[Loki]

OOC: hmmm.... Was she in it for the secrets or Searingeyes? als I think a new thread would be smart, seen as were not in the camp anymore... WHERE ARE WE GOING ANYWAY LOLLLL!!! she's having kits andyour taking her hiking hehe
IC:
Joy sighed and her fur prickled. Of course she wasn't going to give way to them here!
She kept her head down, and tried her best to keep up. she wanted to say something, to rake her claws against something. But what use was it?

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