I Beg for Distance When I’m Sad, but Being Distant We Won’t Last [p]

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Hazelstripe

The Collector: Inactive | Ultimate Predator: Inactive | Kitty Softpaws: (Perm)
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Hazelstripe had been going through it (more on that later). After m learning about Mossfreckle’s apparent death, she had been secluding herself from the rest of the clan — walking around and completing tasks like a wandering ghost. It had begun to seem as though he was returning some of her affections, but now he was just… gone.

A clan without Mossfreckle didn’t feel right. Not at all. Hell, she even distanced herself from the only cat in the clan who seemed like they gave a damn — Hillstrider. Poor Hilly… he’d been neglected by her as of late, and even she felt a little twinge of guilt over it.

Or at least, initially. Then she began to see him at meetings and such with Briarsplash. Now, Hazelstripe didn’t actually have any problems with the enforcer, no, but she was mighty close to what belonged to her and she was not a huge fan of it.

Feeling herself being drawn towards the orange doofus, Hazelstripe searched for the tom before finding him in the clearing. Surprisingly (is it really?) she found herself smiling a bit when she spotted him. Out of everything that occurred the last few moons, he’s the one thing that remained constant.

She wasn’t going to let anything happen to him.

”Hilly ~” She cooed softly, padding up to him on silent paws, taking up a spot next to him. Desperate for something, she used this as an opportunity to try and press herself to him as close as she could. If he questioned her, she could just use the cold weather as an excuse and pretend like she didn’t need his presence to feel comfortable, or wanted right now. Nuzzling her face into his mane of fur, she took a deep breath. “I’ve missed you, dummy.” She whispered into his fluff, too embarrassed to admit such an imperfect thing out loud.

[ @Mica ]

[Mica]

Hillstrider
ShadowClan
he/him | 27 moons
[Big fluffy orange tabby with yellow eyes]
Purrks: Heightened Perception (Hearing)
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ The Sun ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
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[Hazelstripe - @Dark ]
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A familar scent wreathed him moments before Hillstrider was bombarded by a familiar ginger and brown pelt. Hillstrider grinned, a deep purr rumbling through his entire body as he reciprocated the snuggles without hesitation. "Hey, Hazelstripe! Been a while, yo!" A flicker of guilt shot through the warrior--he hadn't really checked in on her after Mossfreckle's death. It hadn't even occurred to him. He supposed that the medicine cat's death had affected all those close to him, but he had definitely tried to move past it as a coping mechanism. Though he didn't really know that. He was too stupid :).

His purr only doubled when Hazelstripe said she missed him, Hillstrider's ears and nose going warm. "Aw gee, Hazelstripe... I missed you too." He meant it, he really did. "Hey," he pulled away slightly so he could look down at her cuddled against his side. "Watcha been up to? Anything cool? Tell me about your day, your life, yo." He genuinely wanted to know, to listen to her talk and support her. He felt like not enough cats got that kind of unconditional support!

[Dark]

Hazelstripe

The Collector: Inactive | Ultimate Predator: Inactive | Kitty Softpaws: (Perm)
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A small smile wormed itself onto her features at the familiar behavior of the tom. If anyone else had greeted her with such gusto, she'd have hissed at them to settle down, but with Hillstrider? It was oddly comforting. As long as it was due to excitement over her, she could allow such imperfect behavior from him. Though she was going to have to train some of his other unsavory actions out...

A sensation of warmth spread through her pelt when he claimed that he too missed her. What did she do with this warm fuzzy feeling? She shoved it down. She shoved it somewhere where it wouldn't impede her actions or thoughts for the moment. She could sort that out at a later time, sometime when the eyes of others weren't on her and when she didn't have this loaf of orange and fluff by her. Taking one more inhale of the tom's scent, she pulled back a little and fixed her amber eyes on his face.

"I fear I have nothing of note to tell you," Hazelstripe said with a dramatic sigh and wave of her paw. "Just kind of living at the moment, I fear that I have been unable to have my perfection on full display as of late. What about you though? Anything you wish to share?" She truthfully hadn't done anything noteworthy recently and truth be told, it was bugging her tremendously. Despite that, Hillstrider was always doing something or other and getting himself into odd situations, so a bit of poking and prodding would be able to fulfill her inquisitive mind's desire.

[ @Mica ]

[Mica]

Hillstrider
ShadowClan
he/him | 27 moons
[Big fluffy orange tabby with yellow eyes]
Purrks: Heightened Perception (Hearing)
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ The Sun ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
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"Aw gee, I'm surprised you haven't been displaying more, uhhhhh perfect-ness. You're like, the most perfect cat I know, yo!" He chirped. It was true, Hazelstripe was adamant on her perfection and Hillstrider believed it wholeheartedly. "As for me, uh, not much goin' on, yo! You hear about Mossfreckle? I was super bummed to hear about that." His cheery orange face fell a bit. "I know he wasn't really around in the end, but I miss him y'know!"

Then Hillstrider brightened, and he flicked Hazelstripe's side with his tail. "Rookfire is nicer to me now! I count that as a win. Oh, my apprentices became warriors so that's new! I totally forgot about that!"

[Four months later and I finally got the damn post out]