Kynsoul on a luxury walk (needs she-cat mate)

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    Kynsoul sat on the top of a small hill. He starred at the oncomming sunset. Memories settling in his mind. He had been a warrior for quite some time. Everyone seemed to have a mate but him. He was alone. He was unattractive, understood, but why couldn't someone love his personality? Kynsoul padded down the hill slowly thinking about his ex-mentor, Ivoryclaw, She had been killed in a skirmish with riverclan. She saved his life. why was he thinking of her? its not like he missed her. The starclan warrior visited him in his dreams. He thought again of his mate-less life. "why am i so ugly and unwanted?" he asked himself

    Hawkpelt sat on her favorite ledge staring down into a small stream at her reflection. It was the only place she could be alone, no one to tease her or break her heart. She sighed as she stared at herself in the water. Such an out cast....

    Falconcry padded slowly down the same hill, not noticing Kynsoul until she was almost on top of him. Her pretty tortoiseshell fur was streaked with mud from falling, and tears streamed down her face. Bumping into Kynsoul, she gasped. "I'm so sorry. I didn't see you there." Her voice shook, and her blue eyes were filled with cold regret and humiliation.

    "Oh, its ok, Falconcry. Are you ok?" Kynsoul assured with a friendly chuckle, "How are you?"
    Kynsoul glanced at the other she-cat several fox lengths away. Hawkpelt... He didnt know her to well. But she was rather pretty.

    Hawkpelt paid no mind to the young tom and she-cat just a little bit away from her as she stared down into her reflection.
    Just moons ago, she had fallen in love with a strong warrior named Cougarpelt, and just as quickly as she had fallen in love with him, he had been swept away by a much prettier she- cat named Skystream. Skystream. She practically cursed the name. Never before had she felt such envy and jealousy.
    In her depression she had even missed her apprentices warrior ceremony. Just another heart break to add to my list.
    Hawkpelt had been adopted into Wind Clan by a queen named Morningflower and her mate Otterrsplash. She had grown up with her 'litter mates' Jayfeather, Dovewing and Iceheart, three blue/gray cats. With her being the light brown tabby she cat that she was, it was not hard feeling like an out cast. Later in life, two moons before her own warrior ceremony, her adoptive father had died in a fight between a River Clan patrol an his own patrol. From that moment on she had kept herself away from other cats, eating by herself and sleeping in the corner of the warriors den.
    Then Cougarpelt had poured sunlight on her miserable life, renewing her spirit and restoring the sparkle in her icy blue eyes. Then, POOF, he was gone. Deciding to spend his life without her and with another, much more perfect.

    Waterblossom walked up and down the hill staring at Kynsoul. Her emrald green eyes glittered with curiosty."It would be nice to find love." she whispered to herself."No one wants me here. I am just a poor cat on hill pacing up and down wondering if I'm going to find love!"

    Kynsoul starred at the two familiar she-cats "i can smell you, Waterblossom!" she shout to the cat pacing the hills. He had a verry keen sense of smell and sight. He could tell that the thunderclan patrol was out from where he sat. surprising but still. Kynsoul got up and padded further up the hill. He loved being in higher places.

    "Can I walk with you?" Waterblossom said shyly. She hardly ever talked to a tom. It would be nice to have a mate or at least friend."You don't have to say yes, I just wanted it to be a little get to know you thing." Waterblossom said admiring. Then a terrible thought swarmed in her mind. Did he like Hawpelt better? Did he like Falconcry better? Her eyes watered.

    Falconcry padded along behind Kynsoul, hoping she wasn't being annoying. Her sadness had drained away, and brown and white pelt shimmered in the sun. Bouncing along after what she hoped was her new friend, Falconcry stepped forward a bit. "So, I was gonna ask....."she stammered, shifting her weight from paw to paw uneasily. "I was going to ask....what were you doing out there by yourself?" Falconcry looked down, feeling stupid.

    Emeraldleaf sat on a tree wondering if she would ever find herself a mate. In her thoughts, she imagined herself with kits and a caring mate. "But it'll never happen." she muttered and crashed into Water blossom. " I'm so sorry!" she yelped while bracing herself for a flurry of insults.

    (Uh-Oh. There are almost too many she-cats here. I can drop out if you like.)

    Okay, never mind then, I'll still role-play.

    "Its okay Emraldleaf. I-I was just trying to talk to Kynsoul and....and.....well, he is pretty nice." nWaterblossom said. Waterblossom pounced on a bird that landed."Want to share?" Waterblossom asked.