"who's the father?" i blurted out, heating turtlefang sigh after. "come," she muttered, standing up and leaping from her nest. she made her way out of the nursery, and i followed behind her, wondering what she would tell me.
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.·:*¨ 𝕓𝕦𝕣𝕘𝕖𝕠𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 ° mud ¨*:·.
Fanfiction.·:*¨ 🌺 ¨*:·. ╲⠀╲⠀╲ ╲ ⠀ ╲⠀╲⠀❀ ⠀ ╲ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀❀⠀ ╲⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ✿ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀✿ mudkit is burgeoning. ❝ i'm lighter when i'm lower, i'm higher when i'm heavy. ❞ warnings: mentions of blood, death, pain, and 'forcing cats to have kits'.
