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You were one of the Riverclan's queens, currently expecting either twins or triplets. Your mate is currently out of camp, hunting fish with his hunting patrol.

You go over to the pile... It's full, no idea why DuskThroat (Npc deputy) has send out a hunting patrol... Oh well. You grab a small caro and head back to the nursery, almost instantly greeted by a pack of kits that playfully attacked your front paws.

Later, you hear the recognizeable, maternal voice in a small chuckle.

" Little dearies, what I told you about biting your denmates' paws? "

It's Greenflower, and the kits are not fully hers, she adopted them because their real mom died and their dad went for milk [ too lazy to make lore rn 😭😭 ]

She then greets you with a smile and a polite bow of her head.

" Greetings, my fellow queen! How's your day going currently, hm? How are the expected kits? "

She asks politely, her voice clearly hinting that you can not answer if you're uncomfortable with the question. She sits down on the ground, her tail wrapping around her black and ginger paws neatly.*