I have been spending time with little Neveah, she's like a second me, she looks like me. She loves to move around, her little kit body rolling. When I look at her I just think of a beat humans sing 'you see me Rollin' they hatin' I don't know why humans sing that, they cant roll.
Empress sat beside me, she smiles at me when she sees me, she tells me I am officially her daughter, Fang agreed too. Mum never talks though, she just watches me talk and groom with Empress and practice queen self defence. She wouldn't care, she just stalks me so she gets info.
Fire does talk, he asks when the kits coming. He is more mature now. He says he wants to become a stud for a little. I don't know why though.
(Harpers pov)
Cherub is growing fast, my lovely daughter, but she acts as if Empress is her sister, mum and role model, spot hey talk and tell eachother everything. Fang is close to her too. And that Neveah kit, a darling she is, just too darling. Maybe I'm too jealous.
My kit Coven is a pain in the tosh, he just eats and sleeps, he is already a month. I miss cherub though. Fire ignores me too, he just thinks of me as someone he was stuffed into and kicked out.
(cherubs pov)
"Neveah, if you can hear me, I just wanna tell you about myself. A description too. Well I am grumpy since I had become ol preggers. I really wanted to become a hunter or fighter, something like that. But my dad, more like devil asked Magic and Sabre if I could be a queen. I hate him for that, I never will forgive him or mum. My brother is nicer now, I'll be kitting in a while though" I whispered into her kit ears, she probably can't hear me anyway. "I have abyssinian fur with slight tabby markings with ticking," I mewed softly, " I am slender and sleek"
Neveah looked up at me blindly. She let out a cute little mew. All I felt was caring love for this kit.
Fire walked in when I was resting my eyes, he prodded my back and I looked up. "Sip brah" I giggled, "what do you want now." I ask.
"I asked magic if I could be a stud for the month, and she said yes!" He mewed.
I widened my eyes. "Good for you... You always get what you want..." I Meowed, sad but happy for him.
Fire turned around."thanks for being sooo nice" he growled sarcastically.
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Ferals book one wild blood
General FictionEither cities or the wilderness. There are cats. Feral and or domestic. But where do they hide. Like ghosts they roam. Humans have changed the world of cats. Some are good changes. Others are gravely dangerous. These are not clans, but feral groups...