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"One can only hope." Gorsebird sighed, "Streamkit is outside with another queen if you like to play with her... I doubt you would enjoy spending any more time with me." She conceded, knowing that she had probably made less than a stellar first impression. Not that she cared, she had always thought it was only right to be fake and sugary sweet only when she needed to be. @Midgefur |
Re: WindClan Clearing
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Aspenburr smiles with a laugh. “Oh yes of course. Though I’ll take your word in that. Maybe if I go hunting later I could catch something and bring it to the queens just as an excuse to take a look at the kits and hopefully pick one out that looks promising.” He commented. It sounded like a good plan. Plus the queens would see that he was a good hunter, and want their kits to be mentored by him. The kits could see him and go starstruck by his skills of hunting and they would want him to mentor them. It would work. And he would be doing a favor for his clan in the process. “Hmm I think I will actually do that. Though I just went out right after the dawn patrol this morning. I think I should at least rest for a bit since it’s only just around sun high.” He said with a quick glance towards the sky to double check his words. |
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"Only sunhigh!? Dear StarClan, it feels like twilight!" Nimblewhisker groaned, not knowing why he felt so tired and worn-out, "I swear sometimes the days pass so slow!" He whined, pouting as he softly glided his sheaved claws against the ground. "Hey!" He then added somewhat sadly, "Leaving so soon? We've hardly talked four minutes! Am I that bad of company?" Nimblewhisker mewed giving his paw a nervous lick. |
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For a moment, the brown she-cat glanced out to the clearing, she couldn't pinpoint Streamkit's voice but could hear cats laughing and making a ruckus outside. There were probably other things to tend to around camp, but Snailflower didn't want to end things on such a sour note. "Alright, well... Gorsebird, sorry about raising my voice. There's not much to my family so I don't really know how difficult it can be sometimes, and I'm sure it's different for every cat." She held her ears flat like a pair of wings, "don't be afraid to let us know if you need something." Gingerly, the she-cat stepped around the mossy nests towards the exit. |
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Stormglare didn't consider himself a good hunter, he was a good fighter but not a hunter. His skills were rusty and he only really started to focus when Gorsebird became pregnant. "Yeah, i kind of may or may have.. fail at it. " He let out a small chuckle. "I found one which was surprising. Yet, that stupid bird flew off when I was about to catch it! Sorry. " He said, then added. "How are you feeling?" Yet she already had started to assume things. Stormglare blinked, surprised. Hit her? I mean, he knew some toms do that. Not him, he would rather stay with his peaceful ways. [ which weren't really peaceful, actually ] "Gorsebird, I'm not mad with you and I won't ever hit you. I promise and I will keep that promise. " Then guilt prickled at his paw when she mentioned he didn't visit her. Stormglare would never admit that the Medince den horrified him. Nope. Nope. Facing your fears? He would rather not. Which was probably why his wounds were usually left untreated for a long time until someone had to actually drag him there. "Its okay, its okay. I'm not mad, beauty. My duties can hold for you, your more important." He cooed her, trying to make his voice as soft and comforting as possible. |
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"D-did you h-hear about T-tawnykit?" Gorsebird rasped, her mind wandering to her poor kitten. It had all happened so quickly. Her tail instinctively wrapping her slightly swollen stomach silently cursing herself for not even being able to protect her own kits from danger, "She l-l-look so l-l-little when the e-elders took her out of c-c-camp." She wept, shaking as memories of the morning and how the tom-cat had been nowhere in sight, "It's not fair, it's not fair, it's not fair, it's not fair..." She wailed, as her pelt twitched rather violently and she covered her eyes with her paws not wanting to make eye contact with Stormglare when he put two and two together. @Spiral Whirl |
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