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Post by cedarclaw on Jan 15, 2009 18:49:09 GMT -5
Dewstream continued walking, and suddenly stopped, his misty gray eyes brightening. "Yes, there is no one saying we can't turn back. We could return to the stream," he suggested quietly, walking again, although his pace was somewhat the pace of someone who was distracted by something, bothered by something. The tom knew he couldn't turn back, he couldn't not love this she-cat. This one-of-a-kind she-cat that he didn't want to stay away from anymore.
But they needed to get Brokentail back to camp. Unless he was well enough to make it the next few fox-lengths back to the entrance of the camp. He didn't know, he was torn between turning back, and fleeing, so he could be alone, and helping escort his friend back into the camp. But by then, they would be given something to do, and wouldn't be able to speak alone, until night fell upon the skies.
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Post by meta on Jan 15, 2009 18:55:00 GMT -5
Brokentail found it was a lot easier than he had thought to walk after Shiverleaf moved away. He padded along beside them quietly, not wanting to interrupt. He chuckled knowingly. Lovesick cats... Ah, he remembered that much from when he was younger.
Once they had neared the camp, he looked over at them. For some reason he wanted them to be alone together. Shiverleaf had always been kind to him... almost like a grand-daughter. Ora nurse... He smirked at the thought.
"If you wanted to head back for more fishing," He said the word dryly. There was no fishing involved. "I can manage my own way back. I'll take the fish if you want."
{xD He's like a match-maker... sort of.}
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Post by raid on Jan 15, 2009 20:10:55 GMT -5
Shiverleaf smiled softly at the fact that Dewstream stopped and started walking again. Hearing his words she smiled softly. She definitely wanted to be with this tom. He wanted to be around him for as long as Starclan allowed her. Suddenly Brokentail spoke beside her and she smiled softly. "Oh Brokentail if you need help do yowl loudly. You're right near camp. As for the fish we can pick them up on our way back. We'll eventually end up at camp." Smirking softly Shiverleaf brushed against Dewstream once more. Her eyes looked forward and her tail brushed under Dewstream's chin affectionately. Continuing past him she couldn't wait for him to follow her. She was sure that he would, lest he found something else to do.
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Post by cedarclaw on Jan 15, 2009 20:17:15 GMT -5
Dewstream smiled softly, and let his body slowly follow after Shiverleaf. Her scent was all he needed, to follow her, and he was fairly sure he could follow her with his eyes closed. The toms white paws picked up, and he managed to get beside Shiverleaf once more, purring. "So what do you want to do" he asked softly. He seemed to be struck by something, dazed...or was it love?
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Post by raid on Jan 15, 2009 20:31:20 GMT -5
Feeling his presence beside her, Shiverleaf smiled softly and her auds flickered back at his words. A thought drifted into her mind and she quickly pushed it away. However it kept coming back. Something she couldn't push away and something she didn't know what to do with. Stopping suddenly she looked at him only hoping he would look back at her. "I....I want---" She couldn't get the words out of her mouth. Sighing she knew that if he were to look at her, the look on her face said it all. The look completely said it all. And she knew it did.
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Post by cedarclaw on Jan 15, 2009 20:36:11 GMT -5
Dewstream stopped beside her, and faced her way, his misty gray orbs were looking right into hers, and he smiled. He felt at peace.
I....I want---
Dewstream smiled. He didn't need to hear more. It had all been said, and it made him all the more happier. He took a step forward, and gently pressed his muzzle to her neck. "I think I know what you want," he chuckled softly. Smiling, he entwined his tail within hers, and purred happily. This is what made him happy, love.
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Post by meta on Jan 15, 2009 20:47:41 GMT -5
Brokentail looked back at them as they walked away. He smiled slightly, then turned back in the direction of the camp. He looked at his wounded tail. It was becoming heavy from the poultice. The wounded warrior mumbled to himself, setting off to camp.
"Darn tail. Causing all this trouble. I'll get you fixed up, or at least Screechgale will."
{Brokentail to Camp}
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Post by rowan on Jan 17, 2009 11:41:11 GMT -5
A black and white she-cat padded alongside the stream, her figure shadowed against the moorland beside her. Her plump belly was easy to spot and the she-cat purred as she thought of the kits growing inside of her. With the sun reflecting off of the stream her eyes glowed green. When she had reached a wide expanse of water, she stopped and sat down.
Ivywhisper felt the soft grass underpaw, it was great to be out of the camp. She would have to make the most of it as soon she would be stuck in the nursery with little kits. Not that she didn't like kits, she loved them! But she might get bored inside the nursery for such a long time. As she was thinking about her kits, she could feel them moving inside of her. She wondered how they would act like, would they be nice? She hoped so, she would still be happy to have cheeky kits though, after all they would be hers and she would love them.
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Post by LYNX ♥ on Jan 17, 2009 12:17:02 GMT -5
h a r v e s t m o o n - - - [ <3 ]
Sparking olive green lights narrowed as her head hovered foreward, picking out silhouettes in the distance, though too far off to recognize any of the feline shapes. She was quite assured though, not invaders, as this trio strode through the long grass with such flowing ease and happiness, radiating from them like sunlight, that she knew it was just a small hunting patrol of friends, having a good time. A small gust of frosty air formed a cloud around her maw as she gave a soft sigh. Driftingice barely looked her way anymore, but why had their friendship broken like that? She knew. Wreathedmoon. Driftingice loathed the arrogent tom, but Harvestmoon loved him, though in more of a love-hate way. All she could think about was him and her muddled mind. Shaking her sharp-lined face to rid herself of these stressful thoughts, Harvestmoon stood from her small meal and continued through the territory, not minding her careless ginger paws were crushing the sprouts all around and making the noise of a pack of dogs. A familiar scent hit her twitching pink nose, as she swung her head around, eyes narrowing once more. Ivywhisper! Twisting her lean body, Harvestmoon dashed towards the black and white patched queen, and batted at her tail, then leaned back to sit up on her haunches, head slightly tilted. "What are you doing out here?" She mewed, making a note to stare at her clanmate's massive belly, then up to her delicate face. "Larkstar actually let you out of camp?" The fiery ginger asked, slightly disbelieving the stingy, hawk-like leader would let this ready-to-pop queen out of her sight. "Impressive." She laughed softly.
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Post by rowan on Jan 17, 2009 12:40:28 GMT -5
Ivywhisper looked around as a cat dashed up to her and batted at her tail, it was Harvestmoon! She had wondered when she would see someone. Of course there was a couple of cats up the river, but they were talking and paying no attention around them, and she had seen Brokentail go back to camp, obviously to go to Screechgale. She was hjappy someone had come to talk to her though.
"What are you doing out here?" Harvestmoon hd asked. "Larkstar actually let you out of camp? Impressive."
Ivywhisper purred slightly, "I haven't seen Larkstar today, though I'm sure she would want me to stay in the camp, yes." She looked out at the territory past Harvestmoon, "But soon I doubt I will be out here for ages! Why can't I just pop out a few times?"
The she-cat streached slightly, her forepaws brushing the frostry grass infront of her. She had sat in the softest part, close to the river. But odd patches of grass in the shade hadn't thawed yet.
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Post by MiNTY♥ on Jan 17, 2009 15:48:03 GMT -5
"Because you might get hurt out here on your own, or you might be in pain and nobody would be around to help you." He meowed. He pulled a face at his mate as the undergrowth parted for him to step through it. When he had gone to the nursery and not been able to find her he had begun to panic. He did not mind her being out here, as long as she was with someone and he knew she was. Now that he was here he really had nothing to worry about. He padded to her side and pressed against her flank. "Do you not get tired carrying them about?" He teased. He chuckled and looked over at Harvestmoon. "I don't know how she-cats are able to do it, I guess thats where us toms are pretty useless." He chuckled rolling his eyes at himself. He pressed his nose to Ivywhispers belly. He could scent them already. "Goodness I wonder how many there are." He purred.
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Post by LYNX ♥ on Jan 17, 2009 16:16:40 GMT -5
h a r v e s t m o o n - - - [ <3 ]
Her jaws unlocked and fell open, and just as she expanded her lungs, inhaling to let out her friendly but most likely arrogent words, another voice erupted, and her lips pressed together once more, baffled. Then her brain recognized the voice that had seeminly rushed from her throat; Crypticstreak. She groaned and rolled her eyes, turning her ginger face to frown at him. "As if one cannot see anyone on this territory from miles away, and have you ever heard a cat go into labor? I think she'd be fine." Harvestmoon turned back to Ivywhisper and winked, flicking her female clanmate over the nose then flicking Crypticstreak over the ear. She smiled slightly, and dipped her head to both clanmates. "I suppose I ought to leave you lovebirds to your business then." She mewed almost regretably.
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Post by rowan on Jan 17, 2009 17:27:05 GMT -5
Ivywhisper purred and rubbed up against Crypticstreak when he pressed his flank against hers. She was happy to see him, but also slightly guilty. Had she made him worried? She hoped not, she didn't want him to get worried about her.
"Whats this about toms being useless? They have their uses," Ivywhisper said to Crypticstreak, her eyes glinting.
She listened to Harvestmoon, would it hurt that much? So she would be that loud? It was making her nervous thinking about it, she wanted her kits but was kind of scared of having them. What if it went wrong? What if the kits didn't make it? What would she do? She closed her eyes and was trembling, trying to put the thoughts out of her head. She didn't even hear what Harvestmoon last said.
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Post by MiNTY♥ on Jan 17, 2009 17:56:57 GMT -5
"You can stay if you want, its not like big belly is going very far." He teased with a glitter in his eyes. Crypticstreak purred and touched his nose to Ivywhispers. When he noticed her stiffen beside him he pressed close to her. "Is it sore? Are you feeling light headed? You can lean on me if you need to." He meowed to her. He purred softly in her ear, as long as she was ok he would be happy about that. He didn't know what he would do if anything went wrong, or she became ill. "Everything will be ok, Screechgale would never let you fall into the wrong hands, Starclan will look after you." He meowed. "Although I obviously wouldn't really know much of it, it can't be as bad as it is made out to be." He added.
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Post by rowan on Jan 17, 2009 18:18:38 GMT -5
Ivywhisper still had her eyes closed, but she heard the remark. After she opened her eyes she poked Crypticstreak with her paw. It kind of took her mind off of what she had been thinking about but she could still feel it at the back of her mind, what if it did go wrong? What would she do? What would happen with her and Crypticstreak? Would it still be like this or would it change?
"Is it sore? Are you feeling light headed? You can lean on me if you need to." Crypticstreak fetted over her, "Everything will be ok, Screechgale would never let you fall into the wrong hands, Starclan will look after you." He meowed. "Although I obviously wouldn't really know much of it, it can't be as bad as it is made out to be." He added
Ivywhisper couldn't help it, and started laughing nervously. She felt a bit better now. It was great having a mate who cared for you like that, even if he may go a little over the top... But she knew he must be nervous too. She licked his ear.
"I'll be fine," She purred, "I was just thinking about..." Ivywhisper looked down at her belly then back at Crypticstreak, "It doesn't matter," |
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