•{Some people are just different}•{Tom looking for mate}•{tXt}•

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    || Light flashed as the, rather small and runty, warrior shrunk back into his den. He hated thunder with a passion and the lighting made it a million times worse. He was kind of an... Odd... Cat, compared to others. He was small, he had abnormally tinty blue eyes, and a silver tabby pelt that shine like a minnow in the water. His birth mother dyed when he was born, as well as his father, mysteriously disappearing at his birth. All he knew about them were their names. Evercrossed, and Limepelt.


    After his father's disappearance, the queens quickly gave him a name and dropped him off at the nearest, and most protective, clan. This clan just so happened to be ThunderClan, a little ways off from his home clan. Remember how I said they gave him a name? Yes, it was Silverkit. He grew up in ThunderCkan, he as excepted with open arms! ... Well... Paws.. But, during that time in ThunderClan, he grew a sudden a affection toward other toms, not she cats, but toms. He didn't want to tell anyone, knowing they'd shun him. He had to keep it a secret.


    And today, he still did not tell anyone. So, here he is, pathetically cowering to the thunder and lightiening., his clan mates laughing at him with pure mock and distaste. So, are you willing? Do want to know what will happen? Well, come with me, and we will see the, rather long, story of Silverlines and his true found mate. ||


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    --- Owlflight entered camp silently. He had been gone for a good day and a half, not that many minded. His fur, now wet with dew shone in the morning sun, casting light off of the white of his fur. He was an odd looking cat. Long legs, big ears and odd, white with black coloring made him both handsome and awkward. Not that he cared what the she-cats of the clan thought. He wasn't attracted to them at all. And he accepted that he would eventually have to court and mate one. He was quite a flirt, really. The young warriors and even a few apprentices fell under his spell.
    The older warriors (especially the she-cats) and the leader didn't like it, but it wasn't like they could so much. He was done with the clan. With no respect and a workload big enough to kill someone he just gave up. The clan knew he was walking a fine line, and they understood why. Or, tried to.
    He was the pariah of the clan. The one with a mind who could see what was wrong with things, and want to do something about it. And they alienated. He got little work and in return all he had to do was hunt a little and keep out of everyone's way. He would vanish for days at a time and nobody would question it. Some even wished he would stay gone.
    Yet the Tom continued to stride forward, totally oblivious to his damp coat. He walked towards the fresh kill pile, grabbing a mouse before trotting off once more.

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    || Silverlines watched him, a dark flush coming to his face. He had liked that tom for sometime, but he knew that he didn't care, not liked him anyways. Because of his runt-like figure, he always went unnoticed. But, he decided to go up to the tom. He took a soft breath and shakily stood up, padding towards him.
    "H-hello..." He muttered softly. ||


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    --- Owlflight looked down at the tom. his bright green eyes alight with curiosity. He had been an apprentice with Silverlines but hadn't ever spoken to him. But at the time he had a tiny crush on the sweet, little tom. He hadn't paid much attention to him though, but then again he tried as hard as he could to keep his eyes from roaming. But since he approached him... "Hey, Silverlines. It's been a while, huh? How are you?" The rain began to fall harder and Owlflight cursed, bounding out of camp, looking over his shoulder at the other cat. A treelength out of camp there was a stone overhang. Without hesitations Owlflight dove under it, sitting to his full height, his ears touching the top.

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    || Silverlines shuddered at the sound of the thunder above, his face flushing more. "I've been ok, I guess.." He said, keeping his eyes away from the larger Tom. He gently sulked his shoulders, staring at Owlflights paws. Perfect, little... he grumbled in his mind, his face going an even darker red. ||


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    --- Owlflight chuckled, leaning close to the tiny tom. His tail poked his side as he grinned. "My my," he murmured, his voice laced with humor, "Are you... blushing? How cute." He purred, before leaning back, "I didn't mean to embarrass you."

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    || Silverlines blushed even harder and swatted his side. "I hate thunder, and that's embarrassing.." He muttered, looking down at his own silver paws. His eyes gently shifted from his paws to Owlflights rather long body, then neck, and finally, he looked into his eyes, a small smile coming to his muzzle. ||


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    ((Here's a picture i drew of Owlflight when he goes rogue,

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    he looks like that without the bangles or piercings. ))
    "Not at all," the tall tom murmured, leaning close. His ears twitched, catching onto the sound of the rain around them, "If it makes you feel any better I'm terrified of owls. Odd, isn't it? I'm named Owlflight but I run whenever I see one." He chuckled, looking over the cute tom, "So tell me. Why are you so scared of thunder?"

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    || Silverlines shrugged. "I dunno..." He muttered, sitting up a little taller. "I've had bad past experience with them." He shrugged once more. "Well... That's what my adoptive mother said..." He murmured. "She told me that's how my father died; by a forest fire caused my lightening. And, they aparently found me during a thunder storm..." ||


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    --- "Sounds morbid," Owlflight commented, not really knowing what do say, "do you remember when I wandered out of camp when I was... I don't know, 5 moons old? I would have gotten away with it if I didn't get snatched up by an owl. Dropped me right in the damned center of camp. I should have bit it a few seconds earlier." He chuckled, his torn ear twitching, "I still have the scars. I think they make me look badass."

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    || Silverlines laughed softly,he had a quite... Feminine laugh. He smiled up at Owlflight and nodded. "They do.." He murmured. He was never a very loud one, but he liked hat about himself. As he state up into Owlflights green eyes, his own sparkled with some sort of emotion that was unknown. Not even he could understand the meaning of this bizarre emotion, but he liked the feeling of it. It made him all fuzzy and warm. I guess that's what you can call love. ||


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    --- Owlflight laughed. Suddenly he groaned, collapsing onto the floor, "Rain, rain go away, come again some other day, Owlflight wants to stay awake so goooo away..." The tom yawned, looking up at the other tom, laughing, "rain makes me drowsy. And it give me a headache. I can see why you don't like it." His tail brushed against the smaller tom's side. He remembered why he liked the tom back then. He was calm and sweet. Not annoying like anyone else. He was the opposite of Owlflight and he loved it.

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    || Silverlines chuckled softly and laid down not too far from him. "Rain just makes me nervous.." He murmured, resting his head on his silver paws and staring into the rain. He watched each droplet fall and spatter when it hit the earth. He looked at Owlflight. "Did you know, it takes two hours for a single drop of rain to fall from a cloud?" ||


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    --- Owlflight hummed, resting his tail over the cat's torso, "It's just water." he turned to face the little warrior, purring, "You know, you're the first person to want to talk tome since I was an apprentice. I've never been... approached by someone before. Besides she-cats desperate for a mate." he chuckled, "I don't get it. Why pick a scarred brute?"

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    || Sulverlines blushed gently and shrugged, drawing in the dirt with his claw. "Reasons.." He muttered. He didn't want to tell Owlflight about his sexuality, considering he found it a very awkward topic. Our of all the toms he knew, not one of them had liked another tom, they all wanted she cats! But, she cars were so needy and... Sexually frustrated. ||


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    --- "Oh?" He chuckled, leaning forward, his nose brushing against she shell of the other tom's ear, "Come on, we're trapped in a cave until the rain stops. Don't be secretive." His tail batted his nose, "How about this. I tell you a secret, you tell me one?"

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    || Silverlines nodded, shivering softly. He looked at Owlflight with his blue eyes. "You first.." He demanded softly, closing his eyes and resting his head on his paws, opening them once more.


    Sorry if my posts are short... ||


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    --- "Well," the young tom murmured, "When I was an apprentice I figured something out." He hummed in the back of his throat, his eyes boring into the younger tom's, gauging his reaction, "I had the biggest crush on you. That's why I never talked to you."