Wolfsong felt overjoyed at the touch of his tail tip. maybe he likes me! she thought happily.Na, don't be stupid. Your just a friend. the silvery.white.she cat shrugged, answering her own thoughts. Bounding away from Orangestorm, she flicked her tail tauntingly in front if him. Then Wolfsomg shied away and shot up the nearest willow tree, digging her claws into the soft bark.
Orangestorm is a strong, brave, and protective orange tom.
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Orangestorm smiled and dashed after Wolfsong and up the tree. He dug his claws into the bark and flicked his tail, happily. He looked at Wolfsong and grinned.
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She struggled to the first branch, and grinned back down at him. She leaped up to the next branch. Her blue eyes caught the sun, making them flash. Wolfsong's silver and white pelt shimmered, and she landed.gracefully on the next limb.
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He watched her and thought, She looks so pretty.. with the sunlight shining on her pelt and making her eyes shine...
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Wolfsong caught orangestorm staring at her and blushed. "Coming up?" She purredd, leaping to the next branch.
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Orangestorm smiled and nodded. He began to leap up at the branches.
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She sat at the top, and watched the stars come out.
Would have made it longer, but i have to go.
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Orangestorm sat next to her and smiled. He looked up at the stars and flicked his tail.
Its ok. Ok!
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The moon slid out of the forest beneath them, brightening Wolfsong's silver and white fur with an Erie glow. She began to hum a high, quiet tune, one that her mother had taught her.
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Orangestorm perked his ears and listened to Wolfsong's beautiful humming. He smiled and looked at the moonlight shining on her fur.
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She glanced in Orangestorm's direction and stopped.singing. she flushed underneath her pelt.
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He looked at her and smiled warmly. "That was beautiful humming..." He murmured.
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Wolfsong scrabbled her paws on the branch. "That was nothing." She mumbled.
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Orangestorm twitched his whiskers and then licked his chest fur. "I thought it was nice."
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"Thank you. my mother taught it to me." She purred softly.
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"Your welcome." He purred and smiled.
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"Why....do you.....follow me? Why not any of the other she cats?" Wolfsong asked.