Florestapaw gave a soft laugh and nodded. "But there's plenty of worthy she-cats, Blackfox! You can't give up all ready!" Her light green eyes lit up as she began to infuriatingly ramble on. Of course, it was all answers to Blackfox's questions, and though it was probably not the answer he was looking for, she padded up and walked right next to him as she answered. Florestapaw smiled as she began. "Well, when you find your mate, you'll truly know... It's like an unbreakable bond between you two. And if no one can separate it...? Well, then you two are the luckiest cats in the world. And if you don't pick a mate, that is your business, not mine or any other's.. And your last comment? About the fighting? That is not even funny." Despite what she said, though, she cracked a witty smile and said, "But you'll find it."
-- Edited by Florestapaw at 12:01, 2008-12-08
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07.08.13
okay, then. unfortunately loving an idiot who doesn't love me back. but i'm not falling. i just kind of... am. .
Blackfox shrugged his shoulders, "Well, i suppose those all could be correct." He gave a soft sigh and turned from her. He padded deeper in to the territory, but he knew she was still behind him. His mouth pulled in to half a snar before he turned back to her with a smile, "Um... Would you mind if... I walked alone please? I need a little while to think... You know, about my dilema." He winked at her despite the fact that he really didnt want to. He wanted to be left alone to sulk right now. To let out his bottled up frustrations.
Florestapaw nodded quietly and then added, "Be back soon... Fangdust may wonder where you are." She smiled softly to him, and then trotted back to camp. Her paws made barely a sound as she walked back to camp, her brigth green eyes alit with wonder and delight; of the world around her, and of life itself. "I always wondered... Why?" She asked no one a simple question as she walked slowly, pacing herself, back to the camp that awaited her; probably questions from Fangdust and everyone else. Not only that, but stares. That were creepy, and that bore into you. Shuddering just at the thought, she nodded no and said aloud, "No... no... no. That wouldn't happen. My clan knows me better than that. They've known me since I was a kit!" She was talking to herself, and, for a fact, she knew she was. But it didn't bother her, she just needed to hear a voice after so much prolonged silence.
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07.08.13
okay, then. unfortunately loving an idiot who doesn't love me back. but i'm not falling. i just kind of... am. .
ooc: I'll just jump back in at a really random place.
Hazelwing slipped through the fierce, tangled thickets. After a beautiful spring, she landed on a prickly weed. "Fox dung!" she spat bitterly, limping on her injured paw for a few moments before succesfully enduring the pain. She flicked her whiskers carefully, weaving her way through trying to not cause another thorny injury. Soon enough, she found the usual hotspot for [insert that herb i needed]. With a triumphant mew, she plucked several stems and began to dash back to camp.
Hazelwing pricked her ears. A tiny mewling was heard in the distance. Eyes wide with fright, she frantically darted from her spot towards camp. Quickening her pace at every strained squeal, she weaved back through the brambles with great caution as well as skill. Her tail flicked from side to side. Screams of terror and pain always frightened the medicine cat like no tomorrow. She hoped she could keep her cool.
Tinypaw was slightly cold and her throat burned. When she had drank the water it had burned her throat and she had breathed some of it. On top of that not just limbs but her her whole body ache terribly. SHe wished Hazlewing was there she would help. Where was she?
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"Well get there if its where we want to be and if not, well then I guess we never really lost anything in the first place."
Fangdust heaved a heavy sigh, him sitting in the empty middle of camp. Everyone was doing what they were doing, yet he just sat there, contemplating the cats going about their daily activities. His bright green eyes glowed, despite the fact that he felt only slightly lonely. The fluffy gray tail that adorned his back-side curled around his front paws, covering up the white splotches on his feet. The tabby tom inhaled a deep breath, mumbling a few unintelligible words to himself, just to give comfort.
The sudden idea to check on dearest Redpaw came to mind, and Fangdust smiled. Bolting up in a flash, his lithe paws carried him to the apprentices' den.
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We all have our moments: A moment to cry, a moment to laugh. A moment to be held, a moment to be let go. A moment to be sad for not having what we want, and a moment to be happy with what we got.
Yeah, we all have those moments. And I advise you not to put them to waste.
OOC: Come on guys, lets get the plot going again =D
Blackfox trudged through the forest with his ears slacked by his head. He stared down at his paws and mumbled incoherantly to himself. He wasnt focused on what he was saying or thinking. He was just trying to take his mind off the fact that no one took him seriously. He knew why though. He wasnt handsome, he wasnt charismatic. He joked about that he was but he knew he wasnt. He seemed arrogant, stubborn and smug but they never saw down to the real him. He was worried about the furture. He knew that he had no chances with the girls but that didnt matter to him. He couldnt care less about how the she cats felt toward him. All he wanted was the respect of his clan but at the pace he was going, he was never gong to get it. Blackfox frowned deeply and let out a sigh. He swipped a paw of his mouth replacing the frown with a smug grin. He turned on his heel and headed for the camp. There was no reason to be focusing on such a serious topic. The least he could do was allow the rest of the clan the to have a common annoyance. With him bugging everyone they all had something in common thus making them a closer knight group. Even if it did cause Blackfox a great deal of stress.
Sitting in the shade, Florestapaw sat there quite comfortable, her tail curled around her paws. If you knew any better, you would've thought she was asleep. But suddenly her light green eyes opened, shining brightly. "Ah... He's decided to return!" she mewed quietly to herself. She hoped her was right; that it was Blackfox. Her eyes were turned expectantly towards the entrance as she sat there, calm, a statue, only moving slightly; a twitch of the nose, a flicker of her ears, small wave of her tail. Yet her eyes were so kind, unlike statues.
-- Edited by Florestapaw at 13:18, 2008-12-13
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07.08.13
okay, then. unfortunately loving an idiot who doesn't love me back. but i'm not falling. i just kind of... am. .