[wickedvirtues]

Originally Posted by Mystical

Now Pearlstream wasn't the type of cat to be extra rude, or gawk at cats. Nor to think that certain cats were ugly. But Needlescar was a cat who believed she was ugly. Now, the molly was actually a charming gal, but was not in the least bit even close to having self confidence. As I had said a few sentences ago, Pearlstream did not stare at cats and gawk like a rude terribly behaved cat that many were. Uncivilized, the thought made the molly shiver. Her mate would not appreciate uncivilized she-cat. It was true that before she had met Honeythistle she was already what he considered a perfect she-cat. So, she had naturally become his mate. That was another thing, she didn't like it when cats stared at her and her mate. No, that was in fact one of the most annoying thing that cats did to her. And Pearlstream did not tolerate annoying things. Now, Strawberrythorn was the fire of the bunch for sure, but Pearlstream had her own inside. Not as fierce and commanding, but it was there. Despite the fact that it was only barely. She was known as the rudest of Honeythistle's mates, and perhaps that was true, but only around certain cats. But being the only kit in her parent's first litter, she was used to the spotlight. But being one of Honeythistle's many mates, it was hard for her to get it all the time. Of course that was actually what she got most of the time. By grabbing more and more of the spotlight. Soon it was going to shed it's whole light on her. But that was later, as she padded out into the clearing it wasn't a purr that she heard, or Honeythistle she saw. Instead her mouth fell open as her gaze fell on Needlescar. But the worst of it was the molly, who she did not understand, and was for some reason enemies with. The same molly who didn't believe in her self had found someone to love. Now, her hatred, annoyance, and shock had around the same amount as the facts that she was actually proud of the cat. It was the last she suspected. But maybe this tom could make the molly feel better about herself and their entire relationship would be over. So, happily the Asian Burmilla pranced up to the two, almost giggling at the sight of the two, she sat down in front of them. "So," Pearlstream started, trying to stay as casual as she could. "You found yourself a mate, Needlescar?"

Suddenly, Needlescar tensed. She lay, head on her paws and ears pulled back. "That" she gestured in Pearlstream's general direction, talking to Pinewhisker, "is why i'm nervous." She mewed softly. She had to admit, Pearlstream was quite attractive. She had pretty white and silver fur, and clear eyes. Needlescar tried not to compare herself to the she-cat, but it was quite hard given her tiny self-esteem and the molly's attractiveness. Pearlstream wasn't as beautiful in personality. She seemed to be quite clingy with her mate..Honey...Honeythistle. She seemed clingy with Honeythistle. And she was quite rude last time they interacted. So she was at least glad she was kinder in her eyes. Needlescar was still trying to shrink, eyes following the she-cat with weariness. She swallowed, her tail curling around her. She sat up slightly, but she still looked visibly tense. She wouldn't appear weak to Pearlstream or Pinewhisker. Pearlstream - a beautiful but clingy and show-offy molly - was her enemy. She was beautiful. She had a mate with about 3 other mates. And who knew how many kits and siblings she had due to her mates family? The FUZZ family was quite famous in ShadowClan. Needlescar disliked their views. Honeythistle was an odd tom. He had a large amount of kits, each from one of his many mates. Needlescar didn't mind that aspect, he wasn't hurting anyone with his..odd choice, but she still found him and his family threatening. Needlescar glanced at Pinewhisker, realizing how it probably looked. They were laying together in the clearing, talking, and Needlescar had purred at least once. She swallowed. They were NOT mates. NOT. Needlescar noticed Pearlstream had looked over. Mouse-dung. That was the LAST thing she wanted. Now she'd have to..talk with her. But maybe she wouldn't be rude? Maybe Needlescar needed to give her another chance. "W-We're just friends." She replied, though the thought of becoming Pinewhisker's mate made her chest go all fuzzy. @The Little Robin