I'm enchanted to meet you [BXB Tom Needed] {PAFP}

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    Dreampaw smiled at the compliment, his ears fgorwing a little warm because of it. "Thanks." He commented over the comment about his apperance. This was the most he's been compliment in ... since he could remember. Dreampaw was also a cat of few words usually, and when they came out, they had a hint of temper to them. But not with Snowpaw. "I feel the same about you." The tom admited to the other.

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    .....And All These Little Things.....



    Snowpaw glanced back towards he clearing as cats began to separate into their clans, a green eyed ginger she-cat catching his gaze. She flicked her tail for him to join the clan once more for the trek back to the forest. Snowpaw let a growl replace the lingering purr, he broke the eye contact with his fellow apprentice and turned to Dreampaw. "It seems our time of friendship as come to an end. I'm very glad to have met you Dreampaw." He purred his name slightly as he touched his nose to the tom's cheek. "I hope we will meet again, maybe sooner then the warrior code allows." He wasn't sure if the tom would agree to a meeting outside of the gathering, one being as they just meet, and two because it was against the code. So instead, Snowpaw decided that was all he would mention of a meeting, if Dreampaw wanted to, he was the one to initiate, the white tom didn't want the tortie to become uncomfortable about him.





    "Yeah." Dreampaw commented about the gathering being over. Crowdedscream must be looking for him, or so Dreampaw thought. Dreampaw looked at Snowpaw when he offered and outside the code meeting. He paused, debating it. "Sure, We could meet again soon." The thought of seeing Snowpaw again excited Dreampaw. His green eyes tried to met Snowpaw's blue ones. "Hey.. I was.. umm... enchanted to meet you." Dreampaw almost whispered it.

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    Did that mean he would agree to a meeting? Snowpaw felt excitement flare up in the pit of his stomach. Was that excitement or.... No, of course not. Snowpaw stood and bowed slightly before the tom, a sparkle of mischief in the corner of his ocean gaze. "I am the he one who should be enchanted, your a medicine cat after all." He purred, stepping closer to Dreampaw to whisper quickly in his ear. "In two nights time, I will meet you here under the cover of stars." He meowed softly, and as quickly as he had whispered the words he had turned on his heels and was trotting over to the ginger she-cat.


    As he made it to her side she rubbed her head under his chin, Snowpaw was instantly tensed till he peered once more at Dreampaw, sending him a wink and that same lopsided smile.





    Dreampaw already felt his stomach fill with excited butterflies over the meeting, He couldn't wait. "Alright." he whispered back, memorizing the date. Dreampaw had watched him go, sending him a grin when Snowpaw looked back at him.


    Then Dreampaw scanned the crowd for his mentoer, find him and walking up to Crowdedscream.


    ((Shall we time skip?))

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    ((To the night of the meeting. :3 Merry Christmas by the way.))


    Snowpaw bounded silently through the undergrowth that barred the way between him and the dangerous event that would be going down tonight at Fourtrees, is bright pelt visible in singular flashes whenever the brush parted from his body. His eyes shone in the moonlight that was being cast down from Silverpelt above, he felt as if they were frowning down upon him but he ignored it with a shake of his thick pelt. It took his fellow apprentices ages to fall asleep, Mosspaw staying away to talk with him with the stars shone brightly. He shook of the troubles of the day, easily replacing all images with the face of Dreampaw. He didn't understand they way he was feeling about the tom, it was a strange thing to row attached to someone you just met. But even in the two short days he had to wait, the young tortie never left his mind.


    The moon was slowly making it's way across the sky by the time Snowpaw pushed into the clearing at Fourtrees, a small ghost among the browning grass around him. He paused in the middle of the clearing, settling down his hindquarters and lifting his face to the moon. His eyes reflected the pale disc as he waited, hoping the tom that invaded his thoughts, would remember to invade his life as well.





    ((Alright. Merry christmas to you too!))


    Dreampaw had gotten out earily, after he talked Crowdedscream into sleep. Dreampaw felt the butterflies flit in his chest, threating to burst right out of his chest. Dreampaw couldn't , or maybe wouldn't, explain how he felt over Snowpaw. Dreampaw walked, keeping to the shadows like a true cat of his clan until he reached four trees. The tortie had keep to the edges until he spotted Snowpaw emerge from the bush. Then He walked out into the fourtrees. His pelt didn't reflect Silverpelt very well at all, he sort of blended in. He wondered if the cats of Silverpelt could ignore him, just for one night.


    He couldn't get the pure white tom off his mind etheir, but Dreampaw chalked it up to meeting someone new. Dreampaw relaxed as he saw the tom. "Hey." He said, almost a whisper, like he hoped Silvepelt could not hear the two.

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    The fur along his spine lifted at the sound of a voice behind him, he turned to meet Dreampaw's eyes. "Hello there." He meowed, flicking hi tail at the tom's shoulder in a friendly greeting. "I hope you got away easily, unseen and safely." He would have turned back to the moon, but he was locked in the grasp of Dreampaw's eyes, unable to turn away.





    "Yeah, I did." Dreampaw said quietly. He returned the greeting gesture with one of his own, also friendly. Dreampaw observed Snowpaw, his smile growing wider. He was even more comfortable beside him now, maybe because there was no one else around, Maybe... No. "Did you?" He asked quietly, wanting to know if they were safe here.

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    "It took me a while but yes, I got away just fine." Snowpaw stood, shaking the chill from his pelt as he did so. They were meeting for a purpose, to get to know each other better, to strengthen a friendship that apparently both found to be something they were missing out on. "I don't mean to be rude but it is strange to see a Shadowclan cat with the pelt of a Riverclan warrior." He'd noticed the thick pelt when they had first met but he had held back he comment encase it came off as suspicious to his background. But now, he was just curious.





    Yes, to get to know each other better. Sort of like a date no? Dreampaw shoved that thought away angerily. He shouldn't, He couldn't. Dreampaw tensed when Snowpaw asked the question, taking a step back. "Not when you're half riverclan." Dreampaw answered quietly. It felt good tto get off his chest but it stung a little on his emotions.

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    Snowpaw felt bad about asking after Dreampaw moved away from him, his shoulders falling slightly. "I would never had guessed you weren't full blooded Shadowclan." He meowed, hoping to make it better, to repair the tearing fabric they had formed between them. "I have no ounce of Thunderclan blood in me, I'm full blooded Kittypet." He meowed the words quietly, his mew slipping away with the breeze. He never liked to tell where he came from, his mother left him on the border and told him to find a life, then she joined Windclan. The hypocrite.





    Dreampaw looked at him. Then He smiled. "Really? I guess we're both misfits then." He chuckled. "I would have never guesed it. You seem so strong... and warrior like..." Dreampaw trailed, off, loooking away, feeling his ears growing warm. He moved back to where he was before moving away from Snowpaw. His mother had bled out after birth, but had enough time to tell her clan everything before she died.

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    Snowpaw leaned against him slightly, the complements taken lightly by the tom. "You really think so?" He meowed, gazing up at the stars once more. "I'd always wanted someone I could talk to about anything, but I could never find one in my clan. Everyone says I'm distant, and cold." He straightened up, he felt like that was who he was. He had to be cold, he had to push others away. He had to or he'd be hurt again.





    Dreampaw didn't even tense when Snwopaw leaned against him. "I do." He said, He really meant it. Dreampaw's gaze was on Snowpaw. "I don't find you cold." He spoke up. "Except if you meant just you're name." He offered the tom a smile. "Hey... I feel the same way about my clan. They call me bitter." Dreampaw opened up to the pure white tom.

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    He shifted and gazed back at Dreampaw, his body shifting to once more brush his. "For the what short moments we spent together, I can't imagine you being bitter. That wouldn't even have crossed my mind about you." He meowed, seriousness lingering in the statement he presented.





    Dreampaw shrugged. "I think it's because I'm sort of cold to them, because they were cold to me." He replied. "I'd never be cross with a paitient though." he never would. A hurt cat makes Dreampaw a gentle caring cat. Dreampaw glanced over and offered Snowpaw a smile.

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    Snowpaw let out a light purr, lifting his front paw nearest Dreampaw. "So if I claimed there was a thorn in my pad that was making me weak with pain, you'd treat me?" He let his paw linger in the air for a heartbeat, mock injury so Dreampaw would come closer.





    "I guess I would have to." Dreampaw purred. He moved closer to Snowpaw and mocked checking out his paw. "After all, I couldn't just leave you there." Dreampaw looked up, now face to face with Snowpaw. He didn't move away from Snowpaw.

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    Snowpaw looked at Dreampaw, her could feel their whiskers brushing. "You could just leave to suffer...." He mewed so softly it was hard to make out his words, but if one was close enough the words were crystal clear. The opportunity was resenting itself, Snowpaw wouldn't let it happen by without grasping it i his claws. He leaned forward and pressed his nose to the Shadowclan tom's pulling away almost in the same second.