gravity of love - auburn winter

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chase your dreams away,
glass needles in the hay,
the sun forgives the clouds,
you are my holy shroud,
Oh no no...

x. her paws ached, and her body was convulsing in pain from pushing herself to hard. she could feel the rank breath of the fox pulsing behind her. her heart was bursting from it's seams, and her lungs screeched for relaxation. but she kept pushing. if she had been alone, she would have let herself die, never once running. but the small movements in her gut told her to keep herself alive. so she did. she clenched her teeth, baring those ivory inscisors. her claws dug deep into the peaty soil, trying to increase her speed.

x. her breath became ragged, a small rippling of pain running up and down her spine, and shooting across her gut. she screeched into the air, shoving herself faster. the fox snapped it's jaws in hunger, it's saliva flying out everywhere, splattering her back paws. she kept going. it ran faster, poised to kill. her legs and paws began to sink into the mud and grim of shadowclan territory, the marsh wanting her death. her mind flickered to that night some time ago, her and auburnsky sitting under the warm, and welcoming stars. tonight the sky was dark, and lightning struck the sky like a slap on the face.

x. starclan wants you dead, my babes. i wont let them have you. she screeched once more with effort. finally, she saw it. a huge oak. and an opening barely big enough for her to squeeze into. she used the very last of her strength to get to the opening, and threw herself into it, gashing her side open as she did. she cried out in agony, slamming onto her side and belly. she felt the babies in her jerk with surprise and agony, and begin to thrash her insides to peices.

x. her eyes were huge, and pitch black with pain. she stared as the fox shoved it's muzzle into the den, snapping, growling, and barking at her. it's saliva flew from it's jaws, and it clawed to get a bigger opening. soon it stopped, but she heard it pacing outside, waiting for her to come out. she sighed with releif, but collapsed, her inside's feeling as if they were being torn apart. she shreiked in agony, her sides convulsing, causing blood to pump from the gash in her side.

x. she began to pant heavily, her eyes wide open with agony. she wanted them out. she laid there, gasping, moaning, screeching everytime the convulsions kicked in. she was in there so long, the night sky turned milky red with dawn. she had been chased by the fox at first dark, and it was taking a whole night to birth. her breathing was shallow now, and her wound still slowly pumping blood. with another push, she felt something slide out of her. she weakly lifted her head, using her back leg to pull the kit close to her muzzle. a large fluffy white tom. and he was beautiful. she tried to clean him, but the pain was to much, making her fall into a limp form again. the kit weakly nuzzled her bloody gut.

x. she laid there, until the kit's fur had turned spiked with dried blood. his nuzzling had stopped, but he laid next to her, breathing heavily. she had to save them. her vision was blurry, and her hearing had faded. all her senses but sight focused in on the heart-beat of her babes still in her, and this tom by her. slowly, her eyes fixed in on the mud infront of her, everything in the den decaying, and reaking. but there, in the middle of the mud and ugliness, grew a single white flower. she blinked. a flower.

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"and my soul was sealed with those eyes"

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Just hang in there Winter. He yowled to her, trying to fight his voice against the wind.

He stared straight at the beast. It's wet red coat clung to it's sides, wetness trickling down. The fox snarled and sprung for Auburnsky. The large cat moved out of the way, but was tackled and started to intake some bites from the fox. With a cry of agony, he clawed the animal's underbelly, leaving a large enough gash to send it off of him.

You won't die tonight. You will protect Winter. It repeated in his mind, making Auburnsky's vision blur with tears. The fox then lunged, hurtling Auburn to the ground. As he rolled and got up, the swifter cat made an abrupt leap and bite down on the fox's ear. With a yelp, the foe retaliated and ran off a bit.

Bloodied, Auburnsky headed back to the oak tree, only to realize that the fox was also. He felt it clamp onto his tail, ripping Auburn away and shoving it's muzzle back into the tree. In great loads of pain, he was officially running off of his own adrenaline. He let out a battle cry type of yelp, and slammed himself into the foe. Hurtling it over, Auburnsky realized it was his time to attack. He sunk his teeth into the foxes neck, pulling them out.

Once the fox registered that the cat was hurting it, it cried and flung the tom back, screaming. The tom started to blackout a bit, but with the scent of Winterfeather nearby he gained control once more. Blood trickled down his flank, as he stared into the oak hole. Winter.. He almost whispered.

Suddenly a streak of lighting interrupted the silence, and the intoxicated and hurt fox struggled towards the den once more, shaking with every step. Auburnsky too, struggled even more to beat him to it, but didn't think he could go on much longer. Violent coughs arose from the cat, but he finally sprinted towards the opening, ready to defend it with his life.

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x. "auburnsky! don't! save yourself! i'll be fine!-" her sentence was cut off as a powerful wave of agony made her figure shudder so violently, she lost her balance. she collapsed onto the leaf-barren mud, and pushed hard. she needed to help auburnsky. even if it meant her dieing. her back arched outward, as a second bundle slid out. winterfeather forced herself to sit up, and clean her two kits. three more heartbeats rung through her body, discluding hers. she didn't care for hers. it was all about the kit and auburnsky. she let out a shreik of pain as a convuslion hit her like a monster, but she kept cleaning. the two began to breath heavily, and she licked the blood from her side. but it just kept coming. slowly she sat up, making herself slump onto her wounded side so the blood wouldnt block the kittens feeding, and maybe the mud would soak it all up.

x. it was a female, the second babe, a pretty tabby with a white underbelly. her heart gave a painful clutch at how much it reminded her of the father. she kept pushing, feeling a third slid out. they kept coming. it was easier now, but she grew weaker and weaker. she cleaned the third, a pretty silver tabby. the little she-kit nuzzled it's way under winterfeather's belly, trying to suckle her wound. winterfeather pulled the kitten away, chuckling. she rested her paws against the ground, letting the next two slide with with screeches of pain.

x. the next one was a little black tom, it's breathing weak. she licked it quickly, and set it against her belly. it suckled weakly. and the last was a dark gray tom, with pitch black speckles covering it's body. it at once let out a huge loud squeak as it entered the world. she purred softly, but was struck back to reality. auburnsky! she pulled herself up weakly, nosing her kittens off her belly. "auburnsky!" she wailed.

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He heard her desperate cries, and her wailing his name. Suddenly he felt almost useless.

The fox then nudged his face into the oak, getting farther into it each time. Absolutely infuriated, Auburnsky did something he didn't think he would've done. He latched himself onto the animal's leg, and bent it the opposite way. It snapped. A yowl of pain came from the fox as it whimpered off, the rain still hit the ground hard, making little splashes with each drop.

Auburnsky watched the fox run away, and he clasped in front of the oak tree. He couldn't bring himself inside of the small cavern. The rain came down heavier, almost hurting Auburnsky even more as it hit him. The tom was still awake, still aware of what was happening.

Winter, are you okay? He turned his head and asked, peering into the hole that she was in. He saw a few of the kits, with a grin he laid his head back down. The, he coughed, the fox is gone.
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x. she bent her head close to his, pulling the kits with her tail so they could still be near her and their father. she blinked at her mate, and slowly moved a small pile of leaves together, laying the kits in the dry mulch. she stood, her wounded side weakened, but she gripped his scruff gently, dragging him into the den. he was bigger than her, but she managed. she licked his fur backwards to draw it quickly, which was a little hard due to how thick it was. but she kept on cleaning, all of his wounds, and so on. she pressed the softest leaves to his wounds to stop the bleeding. she hoped it would help.

x. "you were so brave." she praised her lover, pushing her nose deep into his fur. "i'm so glad your okay." she prayed to starclan he was. slowly she brought the kits to her belly, her back to her mate's belly to warm him quickier. the kits let out shrill squeaks from the wet, but got use to it. she already loved them so much beyond anything. "what should we name them?" she whispered, already having a few ideas in her cranium.

x. everything was new to him. he could feel his eyes trying to pry themselves open, but he didn't want them to. he wanted it to happen when he wanted them to, and he would be the one to choose that. but they pulled harder. he furrowed his eye brows. i'm not opening because they want to, im opening because i want to. he let his eyes flutter open, the dim light blinding him. this was new to him. he looked at his siblings. all were a dull coloring, no lively colors. just a dark tint. his smaller brother next to him wasn't moving, and he felt cold. but his chest was rising very slowly. he twisted his head to look at his pelt. white. a bright bright white. he smirked. he was a lively color in this litter. he looked to his mother, who had dull colorings, but her eyes were like marbles. they were pretty. and his father was also a lively color. he let out a soft yowl of pride. he was like his father, a lively color.

x. he suckled the milk gently, loving the rush of it on his tongue. this was the life. a warm place, a kind mother with the voice of angels to him, and a strong father, but the way he felt his mother seeming to curve with the muscles. he could feel the tiny muscles in his body working roughly, and he knead his mother's teat's faster, loving the feel. he was almost so caught up in relishing himself, he had forgotten of the business of his eyes, which were slowly sliding open. he caught sight of the world, loving the dull colors. it was pretty in his eyes. he saw white on his mother's belly, but as he looked up her fur, he saw black. two colors! she must be special! he looked at his own fur, seeing a dark gray color, with even darker speckles. he was different colors too! and he had a pretty pattern on his fur. he must be more special than anyone! and then he saw that strong father of his. and he felt completely in awe. his father's features were a god in his eyes. i'll be just as great as him one day. and better than him. he kept suckling, keeping one eye open, and on his father.

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Auburnsky plopped down, peering out into the night.

The rain smacked down harder, and it was impossible to get back to camp safely. The lighting made bright streaks across the dreary night. The moon was covered with the heavy clouds, leaving virtually no all-around lighting. Love, we have to stay here for a bit. We probably can't make it back tomorrow either. I don't want the kit's walking around in the forest until they're adjusted. He whispered into her ear, still looking out at the weather conditions. A rather deep puddle began building up in the front of their temporary den. The kits would have to be carried across..

Auburnsky looked down at the newborns. They all nursed off of Winterfeather, but in reality, how long could she go before she had to eat, sleep, and could he find her borage when the raining started to die down? Love, are you hungry? I think I could find us a mouse or two pretty fast.

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