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Chapter 3 Warriors“Hawkleap what do you choose? Do you want to forgive your kit, your clanmates and me for our foolish actions to you, Swiftheart and your kits?” Stormstar gazed at his daughter from the height of the ledge he addressed the clan from his amber eyes boring into her eyes as he addressed her. His eyes spoke of his regret but he did not force his daughter to reply with anything untrue and for that she respected him all the more.
“I do Stormstar and I do not say it because he is my kit. I have personally felt the clans mistrust and know that at times it can make any cat judge their actions wrong. I do understand Sagepaw’s actions and I want him to stay and prove the clan wrong.”
Nodding solemnly Stormstar turned his gaze onto Bouncepaw. The tom looked nervous as he nodded repeating his question to the young tom.
Raising his muzzle the tom addressed his clan in a firm mew. “Stormstar I thank you for what you have said today and if my clanmates were to have c
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Looks: Black hair, blue eyes, 6 foot, 176 pounds recently gave birth and still loosing the little weight she had
Name: Ice Felicity Queen
Age: 2 months
Basics: infant normally found around Sweet, mother Empress, father unknown.
Looks: white hair, blue eyes
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Age: 15 3/4
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Name: Vartan Phillip Killian
Age: 18 years of age
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Chapter 2 Warriors“Tinypaw… Tinypaw wake up. Please.”
Tilting her head the she-cat heard the faint call as she awoke in a forest of silver mist. Padding forward she saw two paths ahead of her and yet each seeming peaceful enough to the she cat. Tilting her head she twitched her ears turning to see a silver she cat following her. She marveled as she studied the silver pelt and slight frame that looked so much like her mother.
“Greetings Tinypaw. You can calm down I mean you no harm,” mewed the grey she cat gently.
“Ok.. who are you.. I don’t mean to sound rude,” she mewed hastily her ears flattening in embarrassment, “but you remind me of my mentor Featherstream.
The she cats whiskers twitched in amusement at the shy note in the apprentice’s voice. Her voice was soft and gentle “Well you are close Tinypaw. I am not Featherstream but she is my kin and named after me.”
“Well you seem to know my name and a lot about our clan,
Chapter 1 WarriorTinypaw woke with a start. Carefully picking her way out of her nest and into the main cave she stuck to the center of the cave so as not to wake anyone before dawn patrols. A familiar scent drifted to her nose as she padded forward causing her to turn her head and make out Mintpaw’s grey tabby pelt following her. She twitched her whiskers in greeting and touched the tip of her tail to her sister’s flank gesturing her to follow her out of the cave. Padding quietly as they slipped down the stoney trail shoulder to shoulder. The she cats felt a sense of peace shifting threw the earth with the familiar pale grey light of dawn as it bathed the land around the waterfall in its soft glow.
“Mintpaw have you ever thought about life. I mean beyond our clanmates and us?”
“No Tinypaw, I can’t say I have. all I can think of is how Rockpaw has been even grumpier than before and that our clanmates can forgive and forget that Hawkleap made one mistake, and us as we
Frost snapped as the patrol headed along the border with the faint light of dawn dappling their pelts and warming their paws as they walked towards their border with their ears pricked. Muscles rippled beneath the pelts of the cats as they followed their leader stopping when the gray tom pricked his ears straining their own and managing to hear the hissing of fighting cats from somewhere nearby. It sounded as though it might be directly above their group by the river which ran between their border and that of their neighbors.
Opening his jaws the gray tom tasted the air drawing in the smells of peat and soil and faintly the scent of his own clan. Nodding to his warriors he lowered himself and began to creep towards the noise his pelt blending in well with the stones they found themselves along. The others moved as though they were shadows as they followed their leader towards the noise and river. It had been nearly two moons since the two clans had met in battle and the battle
what love is not.it was a s l o p p y first kiss where
my drunk lips fumbled against yours.
the dull thwack of my heart,
locked behind curved ribs
cleared my groggy brain,
clouded with lustful premonitions.
it was an e l e c t r i f y i n g first kiss where
you entwined your hands in my hair.
your mouth encompassed mine and
my breath became lost in the steady
of your chest.
it was a s h y first kiss where
i pulled away before you could explore.
your tongue grazed my teeth,
searching for a way past the ivory gates.
i dug my finger into the stubble along your jaw,
my nail lulling your carnal desires.
it was my first kiss with you.
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