i say you kill your hero's in [p, crowtalon] fly, fly

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    It was just after the battle, and although Harley had technically been captured by her *ing family while she was at it, the well worn out monochrome feline collapsed into a rather uncomfortable nest in the Warriors Den. Letting out a deep sigh, black beauty lay with her head gingerly on her curled paws. After a long day, still not knowing if the war was over, Harley just needed a rest.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][color=black][size=7pt]crowtalon, too, was tired after the battle. he had fought a polar bear. since when did polar bears live in the desert? sighing irritably, the tom headed towards the warriors' den before noticing harley, who was already laying in her nest. the ebony tom hesitated; he had seen her wounds, and they weren't pretty. she probably needed some rest, so the tom decided to not disturb her any further. silently slipping into the den, crow padded over to his own nest, laid down, and curled himself into a ball, as all felines did, though he was too alert to sleep just yet.

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    Harley fequently lay in he nest, awake. She rarely ever slept, even though she told others she had. It definitely wasn't insomnia. She just couldn't sleep. She constantly felt like running and burning all the energy she knew she didn't have, and really just blinked at night. Opening her wide blue eyes in the dark, the she spotted Crowtalon and yawned, stretching. "Hello." She yawned quietly, lifting her head. She had yet to discover The Guard's name.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][size=7pt]oh, so she did want to talk? cool. "oh, uh, hello," crowtalon responded, wincing at his own awkwardness. starclan, he was such a dork. hesitating, the paladin finally meowed, [color=#E2F45D]"i don't think we've formally met--i'm crowtalon. it's nice to meet you." okay, so he managed to get through, like, three sentences without stuttering. he was making progress. awesome.

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    He instantly reminded her of her old Cousin, Solem, the stuttering shy-guy back in the Elite. But obviously, everyone that stuttered reminded her of Solem; She just associated him with stuttering. Nodding with a dip of her head, she resisted the urge to smirk with amusement and greeted, "I'm harley, then."


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][size=7pt][color=#E2F45D]"erm, how are you? i saw you had pretty bad injuries because of the bloodclan raid," crowtalon inquired, tipping his head to one side. well, he hoped . . . harley was alright. really, he hoped everyone who had been there was alright, but she particularly worried him and he didn't really know why. maybe because she reminded him of blueskies, his old mate.

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    Nodding with a dismissive shrug, Harley clambered up in her nest, seeing as she most likely wasn't going to sleep. "I'm fine." She assured, smiling a slightly giddy smile as she recalled the battle. It had been the best one she had in a long while and she supposed she needed something like that. "Nanook and Barronpaw gave me a hand, but that didn't mean we came out clean." She explained, lifting a paw to groom it. "How did you get on?"


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][size=7pt]crowtalon shrugged nonchalantly. [color=#E2F45D]"i didn't get out unscathed, but i didn't have any major injuries. the bloodclanner i fought was a polar bear. i'm not exactly sure how a polar bear can survive in the desert, but forget logic, right?" that last part was a half-hearted attempt at humor which, he knew, would most likely fail. harley seemed nice, but he didn't think she'd laugh easily, especially not at bad jokes. she was from the elite, after all.

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    Didn't think she'd laugh easily, hm? Well, Harley's kithood was built around one word; candy. And candy gave you a hyper kit, didn't it? Well, Harley would laugh quiet allot back then. A series of sadness followed, however, and everything she grew up knowing was defied. That didn't mean she didn't laugh though. An amused smile spread across her maw even at the mention of a polar bear and she already pieced it together before he spoke 'desert'. Ginning, she nodded. "Anti-clans are insane." She explained dismissively.



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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][size=7pt]crowtalon nodded in simply agreement, flicking his short-furred tail. he was rather pleased to get a smile out of harley. [color=#E2F45D]"so, um, do you wanna date me are you bored?" the paladin asked hesitantly, wanting to ask for a walk with her. perhaps they could bond; it seemed like crow had so few friends in this enormous clan.

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    "Yep." Answered Harley, rather rushed, which made her bit her lip. Yeah, she was bored, but she wasn't desperate. Blushing under her fur, the monochrome she flickered her gaze sheepishly to the roof before looking back down at Crow. "Do you want to, um - do something?" She asked, her cool and smooth cover vanishing in her moment of shyness. She was never shy. Although she was cursing mentally, the she stood and shook out her fur.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][size=7pt]crowtalon nodded, following her lead by standing up. she probably had more exciting ideas than walking; it wasn't really like he needed excitement, for the tom liked relaxing more than having adrenaline rushes, but maybe this would turn out to be . . . well, fun. flicking his tail, the tom asked, [color=#E2F45D]"what do you have in mind?"

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    Fumbling on the though for a few moments, Harley grinded robbin thickher jaws together and thought for a moment before laughing ever so slightly. "Nothing, really." She admitted, smiling. "I never do have idea's better than a walk."


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][size=7pt]"wow, really? that's what i was going to say," crowtalon chuckled, mildly surprised. wouldn't an elite cat have all sorts of ideas for adventures? well, maybe this one was . . . different. crow liked that in people. [color=#E2F45D]"well, then, how about that walk?" the tom meowed, his voice laced with a light purr.

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    Her smile wide and actually real, the she nodded and laughed, blue oculars bright and warm. Finally, someone she would relate to that wasn't a lying ass whipe. "Alright," She agreed, despite her thoughts that those words were the oldest in the book. He could have said 'a' or 'the', but no, he chose 'that' which, for one reason or another, added a little something to it. She didn't mind it, though. Rather liked it, actually.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][color=black][size=7pt]crowtalon grinned and set off, his ebony tail high in the air as he passed through the entrance of camp. he was feeling great right now; making a new friend was a super special event to him, since it seemed that he only had a couple. glancing behind his shoulder to see if harley was coming, the tom then returned his attention to the snowy expanse that was blizzardclan's territory.

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    Following Crow out into the territory silenlty, Harley cast a weary glance over the snowy wilderness. "Its so cold." She mummered, her words vent just to pass time although that didn't mean they weren't true. This territory was breath taking; so wonderful. So many trees, so many hills, and snow - snow, snow. Shimmer lake was also fantastic; even though she had never liked water, she seemed to have an attraction towards lakes in general.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][size=7pt]crowtalon chuckled. [color=#E2F45D]"yes, it's quite cold--be thankful you didn't join when the clan still lived in the mountains, though. and i have short fur, so it's especially hard on me." more often than not, he'd be very irritated by his fur length; he never understood why his fur wouldn't grow out. it was immensely annoying. then again, since they lived by shimmer lake now, the seasons would actually change, unlike the mountain peaks. it would get warmer.

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    "I'll get something warmer soon." Ophelia assured herself, smiling slightly at Crow's words. She supposed not everyone had multiple possessions; she had had quiet a few bodys in her life time. It was a complicated power, but Harley had gotten used to the way it worked. "Where do you wanna go? On our walk." She queried, glancing at him.



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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][size=7pt]"how about the lake?" crowtalon suggested, flicking his tail to get a bit off white snow off of it. [color=#E2F45D]"it's pretty when it's frozen." he remembered when he had gone there with mayflower; it had been quite relaxing. sighing softly as he recalled the memory, he wondered if he'd ever have the guts to tell the sand cat how he really felt.