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Post by angel on Apr 8, 2012 20:49:33 GMT -5
Nightowl woke up and padded out of the den. He was always the first one to wake up. Looking at the night guard he flicked his tail letting him know he could go to sleep now. She watched as the young tom that was made warrior only a few moons ago walk into the warriors den. It was early still and the sun was just barely starting to rise.
He walked over to the freshkill pile and grabbed a small mouse. They had sent out a hunting patrol last night to stock up. And now they had plenty of food for everyone to have something for breakfast. As he carried it under the ledge he laid down ate it. Once he was finished he just sat there thinking until the dawn patrol left. He knew the cats would be waking up soon. Getting up he gave his pelt a shake and padded over to the area he always stood when giving orders to the clan.
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Post by Heather on Apr 12, 2012 16:08:00 GMT -5
Swiftheart a woke with a startled. She was having a nightmare, but now it was over. She sighed, and began to lick her cream fur. When her fur shimmered, she limped out of the warrior den and over to the freshkill pile. She took a small shrew, then took a small bite. In a few moments, she, was finished, she, walked over to the deputy, knowing they were the only two awake. She smiled and dipped her head to the handsome tom. "Good Morning, Nightowl."she said, her ice blue eyes shining beautifully.
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Post by angel on Apr 13, 2012 18:24:05 GMT -5
Nightowl smiled and Swiftheart and couldn't help but feel proud of her. He had trained Swiftheart himself. At the time when he was assigned Swiftpaw as his apprentice he doubted she could ever become a warrior. But she had proven him wrong. And he was glad she had. She was strong and brave. Even with three legs she had proven to be just as good as the four legged warriors. "Swiftheart how are you? Did you sleep well?" Nightowl had begun growing feelings toward Swiftheart when she was a paw. Yes he was thirty five moons older than her but he couldn't help but feel the way he did towards the young she-cat. Leaning forward he licked her muzzle. "I want you to go on a patrol of the shadowclan border with me this morning instead of going on a hunting patrol ok. Just wait so I can give the orders to the others." After a few minutes other cats began to wake up. Some padded to the freshkill pile and gulped done something to eat real quick and some padded to him first. He quickly gave out orders. "Rowansky I want you to take Nightclaw, Stormpaw and Timberpaw and check the wind clan border all the way up to the lake. Lightstep I want you to take Sunleaf, Sagepaw and Adderpaw on a hunting patrol. Me and Swiftheart will check Shadowclan border." With that he turned to Swiftheart and smiled. "Are you ready?"
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Post by Heather on Apr 13, 2012 18:37:46 GMT -5
"I'm ready."Swiftheart said with a purr. She smiled, struggling a bit to get moving. Though she was a fast limper, she wasn't good at just going slow. Swiftheart pushed herself on to her paws, then smiled as she managed to get up. She limped over to Nightowl. She returned to full grace, as far as limping goes. She waited for the handsome, kind Thunderclan deputy to go first, for it was polite to let the deputy walk to the border first.
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Post by angel on Apr 13, 2012 18:49:08 GMT -5
Nightowl smiled, "Lets walk side by side for I wish to talk to you once where on our way." Standing up Nightowl headed out of camp. He exited first but once they where both through he thorn barrier he fell back so they walked side by side. As they put distance between them and camp his courage grew. "Swiftheart.." he may have the courage but he sure as hell didn't know how to word what he wanted to say. He would just have to charge through. Taking a deep breath he plowed head first. "Swiftheart I like you, I've liked you since I was your mentor and you my apprentice. Over time those feelings grew." Ugh he so was not good at telling his feelings. Stopping he turned to face Swiftheart. "What I'm trying to say Swiftheart is that I've falling in love with you. And I would be honored if you would take me as your mate?"
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Post by Heather on Apr 13, 2012 19:10:12 GMT -5
Swiftheart's dark blue eyes widened, then shimmered like pools with stars in them. "Oh, Nightowl, I love you, too. But I never thought you would like me back in this way.."she admitted, purring with joy. "Your a great cat."she whispered, her white and black striped fur shone in the morning sun. She had found love, with the most amazing cat in the clan, the one who had taught her everything. She rubbed up against the black tom.
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Post by angel on Apr 13, 2012 19:20:38 GMT -5
Nightowl purred he had thought he had screwed it up. He had never been one that was good with words. She she said she loved him to he felt like everything was going right in his life. He was deputy of Thunderclan and now he had the most beautiful mate in all the clans. On the inside and on the outside. "I started falling for you when you where an apprentice. I just never knew how to tell you." When she pressed against him he purred softly and licked her muzzle before resting his muzzle lightly on top of her head. They sat like that for a mew minutes before he realized that they better continue their patrol. Clearing his through he frowned. "We should ah probably continue the border patrol. Once where done we can spend some more time alone. There is this tree I like to climb up to sun. I've never shared it with anyone. Will you come with me once where done here?"
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Post by Heather on Apr 13, 2012 19:27:58 GMT -5
"I would be honored."Swiftheart said, then limped to the border. "No new scents on our side."she reported. She remarked the borders, with the help of her new mate. Then, purred. "How about we go for a climb, don't worry that I only have three legs, I'm Thunderclan."she teased playfully. "Which tree do you like to climb?"she asked, stiLL SMILING AT THE THOUGHT. "He's always been a fantastic tom."she remembered liking him through training.
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Post by angel on Apr 13, 2012 19:37:29 GMT -5
Nightowl marked the border alongside his mate. He could smell Shadowclan but it was just a border patrol like theirs. They had already come and gone and where no worry to him. "Ok," tapping his tail on her shoulder, "Tag, your it," he laughed softly and took off running. Swiftheart was fast even with three legs. Even still he kept glancing back to make sure he didn't stay to far ahead of her. Nightowl couldn't help but imagine having kits with Swiftheart. And someday becoming leader and her standing at his side and sleeping in his den with him. He became so lost in thought he began to slow down with out noticing he was slowing down.
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Post by Heather on Apr 13, 2012 19:45:06 GMT -5
Swiftheart followed her mate, quick as a cat with four legs. She realized Nightowl was slowing down a bit. She decided to stop playing for a m0ment, and talk to him. "Maybe, one day, I'll have kits. They'll be beautiful."she whispered, heart beating quicker. She pressed her flank against her, feeling his soft, warm pelt. She looked at him, her dark blue eyes shimmering. She gave him a delicate, small lick on the head. She thought about her kits again, little black, and black and white kits."she sighed in joy at the thought of daughters and sons.
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Post by angel on Apr 13, 2012 19:57:08 GMT -5
It was like she had read his mind, a loud rumbling purr escaped him. "Yes our kits will be the most beautiful and talented kits in the clan. And than maybe our son or daughter will become a deputy and than leader. We will teach them everything we know. And whether they become a leader or a medicine cat we will be proud of them and support them." Nightowl's eyes shined at the thought. He was so happy and he could picture their kits already. Would they take after him and become deputy some day or maybe they'll just be a great warrior. Who knows that was all in there future and they couldn't plan it ahead of time. No only Starclan could do that. But what ever the future hold they would go through it together.
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Post by Heather on Apr 13, 2012 20:09:38 GMT -5
"Yes, we will." Swiftheart said, purring happily. Nightowl was right, there kits would be wonderful. Her dark blue eyes shimmered with thought. She knew one thing: She and Nightowl would love there kits more than anything, except each other. "One day, you'll be a great leader."she whispered, knowing it was true. Nightowl was brave, strong, kind and smart. The perfect cat for a leader, a mate, a mentor, and a father. She smiled and purred. She loved him so much.
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Post by angel on Apr 13, 2012 20:13:33 GMT -5
ooc: thank you for fixing it. Also when do you want them to have their kits? Also how come you don't show up on the chat box???
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Nightowl continued to purr before licking Swiftheart's muzzle than padded over tot he tree. "This is the tree I like to sun in. It's an old maple tree." Nightowl jumped up onto it and climbed to the lowest branch. The tree was old you could tell some of the branches higher up arched upwards towards the sky. The largest branch that arched upwards was his favorite spot. "I've never shown anyone this tree before and I don't think anyone else has noticed it before. Your the only want I want to share it with."
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Post by Heather on Apr 13, 2012 20:49:39 GMT -5
OOC: I plan on making an adoption thread later tonight. I am on my Kindle, so the Chat Box doesn't show up.
"My lips are sealed." Swiftheart promised, moving her tail across her muzzle. She knew she would never tell anyone. She gracefully climbed up the tree, though it was a little tricky, she remembered everything that Nightowl taught him. She went up farther and father until she saw the spot. She laid down, and made sure there was room for her mate. She scooted over and made more room. She waited for him to come up and join her.
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Post by angel on Apr 13, 2012 20:51:15 GMT -5
heather your not meeting to word count again. This time you only have 62 words. You need to make sure you 75 words. it isn't that hard to do.
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