Until Noeah died... He hadn't been sick, and I couldn't find anything weird in his genome. He just up and died. Maude was the first one to notice, and all she wanted were the seeds around him. Jester and Pam were on the other side of the metaroom at the time.
With Noeah gone, I figured there wouldn't be much left to the world, as far as breeding went. Jester was 4 and a half hours old, and Chimanga was still in his treehouse. So the only young male around was still embracing his inner cat and ruling the treehouse.