I'll be using Deceit's real name
Janus (Deceit), Patton, Remus, Roman, and Logan are feral cats living in an abandoned barn. Life was simple and quaint until Janus comes home with an abandoned kitten he names Virgil. They were quick to love the tin...
I warnith thee! This has detailed cat birth! Read at your own risk!
Virgil was curled up in his safe spot, grooming his insanity swollen belly while enjoying the peaceful darkness of the cat box Thomas gave him for his kitting. He knew Janus and Logan we're still somewhere in the house, but his human and the other three cats had left on a car ride to Joan and Talyn's. Virgil was left behind because he was too pregnant, Logan didn't go because Virgil was left behind and Janus didn't go because Virgil was left behind too. Virgil felt a bit guilt for being the reason they stayed, but both assured him they would rather be with him than anywhere else at the moment.
Pleased by their devotion Virgil continued to groom himself until he felt it; the start of birth. Taking deep breaths, Virgil laid down on his side and remained calm. He counted in his head as the labor continued, contractions shaking his body and spasms rippling up his spin. It wasn't as painful as he expected, but then again, he didn't know what to expect.
Unfortunately for him the pain would only increase, causing him to squeak and yelp at every contraction and dig his claws into the surface below him. Virgil scrunched up his nose, clenched his teeth andskrewed his eyes shut to try and ease the pain, but there was nothing that could stop it.
The first kit slid out easily after much pushing, Virgil immediately rolling around to grab it and lick it clean, completely ignoring the slimy fluid it was covered in. The kit was a small black tom with a tiny white diamond on his chest. Virgil cleaned him up and set him next to his side so he could nurse.
The second kit to come out lasted longer and was much more painful, Virgil barely able to contain his screams as they popped out. Just like before Virgil cleaned up his kit, another tom, and had them nurse, this one being even smaller than the first with a black base coat, but a white chin, front paws, belly, part of the chest, the back paws, part of the back legs, and tail tip. The kits nursed greedily, their eyes screwed shut and ears folded over for the next three weeks.
Virgil smiled down at his sons, deciding their names.
"The first born will be Nico and the second will be. . . . . Loki," the new father said to himself then laid his head down and watched them nurse, a smile on his face as he gazed at his new bundles.
Here are Virgil and Logan's puff balls.
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