No one said Love would be easy{forbidden love}she cat needed, pafp

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    Plot~So you character(a ThunderClan she cat) his hurt by the border one day. My Tom (riverclan) comes along and sees her. Being a former medicine cat apprentice he heals her. She realizes she has felling for him. A full moon slowly appoarches and you see each other at the gathering. You confess your feeling to him and find out he feels the same. The two of you start to visit each other at the border. One day she has some news. She is pregnant and with his kits. Your cat then moves to RiverClan, but your father, the leader of ThunderClan, disapproves of this sudden act and a war breaks out. My Tom is badly injured and the next day she has her kits, while he slowly gets back to his paws each day. It will go on from there.


    My Tom

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    Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times




    Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times




    I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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    Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times




    Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times




    I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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    Yawning slightly, Glasgow shifted in her den and fluttered open blue eyes. It was easy to see the sun was going to awaken soon. Smiling she leaped to her feet and left the camp. Breathing in the air with half lidded eyes she grinned and leaped over various herbs and brush. She knew she was nearing the edge of the territory, but she leaped over another fallen tree. A piercing yowl could be heard when the metallic snap of a small bear trap clamped shut, her right forelimb ensnared. Passing out from the pain, she fell limp. Her bloody arm hanging off of the bank in a river, trailing the water.
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    Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times




    Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times




    I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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    ©Yfycyc

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    [color=white] She hung limp in his jaws whilst being carried like a kitten in her unconscious state.
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    He dropped her on the rock lightly and started to lick the blood then left from the den got fresh herbs and warped the leaf around the wound. He padded towards the edge then collapsed in exhaustion

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    Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times




    Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times




    I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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    ©Yfycyc

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    After a few moments, she slowly opened her eyes and looked around. "Where am I?" She said quietly when she raised herself to three paws.
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    Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times




    Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times




    I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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    ©Yfycyc

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    [color=white] "this... This isn't thunder clan is it?" Her bright blue eyes grew wide with fear at being in enemy territory.
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    Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times




    Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times




    I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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    ©Yfycyc

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    She hopped after him, limping with her paw in front of her. "You would do that? Why? Arent... Arent we enemies?" Bright blue eyes furrowed in confusion.







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    "Why because I'll do that to any cat they need help unless you wanted to bleed out" he said, here go back to ThunderClan before they see you "bye" as the tom faded away

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    Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times




    Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times




    I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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    ©Yfycyc

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    Nodding, she limped over the border into her home territory and looked around. Sighing softly when she knew she wasn't spotted, she rolled a bit in dirt to remove the enemy scent before going back into the camp. Seeing she was bleeding out the bandage, she was quickly taken to her medicine cats den.
    The elderly female cat sat her down and took one look at her paw before she smiled knowingly and wrapped it in webs. "This isn't thunderclans way of healing... You were across enemy lines weren't you?"




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    Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times




    Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times




    I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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    ©Yfycyc

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    Sitting amongst the lofty branches in her claimed wier tree, Glasgow watched the forest floor with eyes as deep a blue as the moon above, seemingly glowing amongst the bright red leaves and hauntingly white bark.
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