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Post by Whiteowl on Sept 21, 2012 12:39:25 GMT -7
Whiteowl layed in the nursery alone. she wouldn't be alone for that much longer. She turned her head to look at her swollen belly and sighed. She always felt the kits mving and it kept her up at night. Always hungry and tired. It took so much energy to do anything anymore. She rolled onto her side and stared at the nursery entrance hoping someone would come and talk to her. Tigerwing or Wolfstar. She had, had enough of Falconflight for one moon.
She tried to look over her belly but couldn't. She growled a little which made the unborn kits move. She sighed and looked at the entrance again.
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