BABY YOU LIGHT UP MY WORLD LIKE NOBODY ELSE // proposal, open

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px;]oooh, he was nervous. and not because this was extremely nerve racking and threatening to throw him into a rather nasty seizure, but instead because of his recent encounter with shadehours. she looked at him like she would eat him for dinner if he even touched a hair on freepaw's head, and that did not comfort him. it only scared him. if he did what he did next, what would be her reaction? would she attack him and start throttling him? or would she give him one of those freaky as fuck stares?


    "fuck. fuck. fuck." thinking too much about one thing could put anyone in a seizure, so he took in a big breath. one, two, three. "f-freepaw! could i ask you something?" he hoped nobody was watching. someone in particular. this was so embarrassing. he wanted to hide into a shell and never come out. or just commit quick suicide so shadehours couldn't get to him first.

    Tropicpaw sat on the sidelines. the apprentice had a feeling she knew what this was about. lovey dovey stuff always interested her, even if it was just subtly. maybe one day she'd find someone special of her own. someone who would accept her for who she was. she curled her tail over her paws and listened. it wasn't eavesdropping was it?

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    Zephyrospaw watched from a distance, nonexistent eyebrows raised. Shadehours might not approve, but he was perfectly fine with it. But if he hurt her, he would go team up with his mother and calmly burn the camp down.
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    freepaw had been inside of the apprentices' den, trying to convince herself that she truly was not hiding from the rest of the world, she was simply ... resting, relaxing, taking some time for herself, whatever other synonym she could think of for being alone and being away. feeling her wings move slightly on her back, she jumped and looked back at them, still hating the sight of the unnatural feathers coming to gracefully stretch next to her.
    her head whipping around at the sound of her name, her wings quivering at the noise, she gritted her teeth, wishing that she could control them for once. slowly rising to her paws, not bothering to stretch out her slightly cramped muscles, she stuck her head out of the apprentices' den, blue eyes searching through the camp to see who had called for her. once her eyes found puppetpaw, standing there with an odd expression on her face, she had to smile a bit, not noticing the others curiously watching near-by. did he know about her new wings? would he hate her then as she hated herself? she would not be able to stand that, but she could not hide from him forever, especially not when he was calling for her for some reason.
    stepping outside, her wings stretched out a bit now that they were in the light of the sun. they were not at their full length but the very pale grey was quite noticeable in the bright sunlight. stepping forward with hesitance clear in her expression and pace, she gave puppetpaw another nervous smile before approaching him, standing opposite him and tilting her head back to better see him. "yes, puppetpaw?" she asked softly, wondering what he could possibly have to say to her.


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    Frenchpaw sidled up beside Zeph, brushing against him lightly in greeting, and watched with quizzical interest as the unfamiliar tom called for little Free. Well, she supposed the apprentice was no longer so 'little' any more, but whatever. "What do you think he's doing?" she whispered to her friend.
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    [align=center][size=9px]BASED ON ARUKIN,[/size] [size=9px][color=white]© MADI, #FRENCHBBY

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    And there was mama bear, laying near the fresh kill pile with a fish in her paws. At the sound of her daughter's name she turned her head to see Puppetpaw. She was cautious of her daughter finding romance, seeing as her and Zephyrospaw were her only children now and from her own past experiences with love and romance. But she wasn't going to hate Puppetpaw for it.


    So long as he knew what happens should he harm her little girl.

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    [size=13pt]Vividpaw moved up to join Frenchpaw and Zephyrospaw, looking at her friends in a quizzical manner. It sounded like Puppetpaw was slightly nervous, but what for? "Hmm, not sure." The torbie replied to Frenchies question, flicking her eye over to her for a moment. [/size]

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    "I believe they're going to DTR," he said, black eyes glittering with amusement as he said the acronym. He'd never had to do this - he and Elsa just sort of melted into a relationship. There was so little doubt that they didn't need to determine the relationship.
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    Padding over and eying the situation with glistening emerald oculars, the tortoiseshell she-cat wondered what was about to happen.

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    TAGGED
    #PumpkinkingRC




    NOTES
    Domestic Feline
    Heterosexual
    Ginger tabby
    Medium/Hard
    No Powers
    Attack in ORANGE
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    Pumpkinking layed down next to Tropicpaw, his broken leg splayed out in front of him as he watched curiously. Young love, huh?













    [align=right][size=15pt]― Pumpkinking[/fancypost]

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    firtree padded up and sat beside shadehours, curiosity prickling in his fur. "it looks like your daughter has an admirer." he purred, sitting beside the ebony femme.


    #firtree

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    Sam trotted to the side, curious eyes implanted on Puppetpaw.

    Dreampaw's green eyes widened as she watched the pair; oh shiet, was he really going to DTR with mama bear watching? Damn, this guy was brave.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px;]''u-uh." the fur creeping up the back of his neck slowly and cautiously, puppetpaw fought the urge to cringe in the presence of freepaw. no, not because of her wings; he had to admit a little pervertedly that she looked hot with them and he'd totally, totally start the cuddling thing with her if it mean feeling like a baby bird.


    off topic.


    not that he'd told anyone, but he'd lost his swagger a little. usually he'd just come out and say it, say the deed, but no. not right now. it was like his tongue was numb. it was like he had paralysis, but it wasn't in sleep. instead it was real life, and he just stood there like an idiot. "uh... your wings, are... pretty... hooottt." you sound like a total idiot! and a pervert. and you are not a pervert! your a flirt, not one of those overly... weird... people! pick yourself back up, soldier, before charlie gets the f-ing drop! puppetpaw wanted to l-o-l right there at the memory of him rapping as a kit. but no, charlie did not need the drop. "this is for you, charlie." quietly muttered puppetpaw to himself before he added in a louder voice, "would you, freepaw, a-k-a the prettiest girl- i mean cat- in riverclan, take me as your super amazing awesome flirty cool as hell-" all those things were true.


    "-legitament boyfriend?"

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    freepaw took a small step backwards, hesitation and fear crossing her expression. what was this about? why was he staring at her like that? feeling embarrassed and very conscious about herself, she lowered her head, her wings flapping slightly in response to her inward anxiety. he was stuttering; did he not like her anymore, think of her as she thought of herself? she would not be able to bear that if puppetpaw wanted to stop being her friend. she felt so happy around him and it was so easy to talk with him, laugh when he was around. had he called her out here to break off their friendship, in front of everyone? her eyes darted around, seeing the figures of zephyrospaw, frenchpaw, tropicpaw, and so many others, even her own mother. her fur began to burn with embarrassment and she briefly considered fleeing back into the apprentices' den for hiding form the world was so much easier than facing it.
    just as she was about to turn away from puppetpaw, he spoke up again, drawing her eyes back towards him and causing her head to lift up slightly, her confusion clear. freepaw glanced back at her pale grey wings for a few moments, staring at them and wondering if he truly believed in what he was saying. he could not mean something like that, but even if he did not, he was being a good friend by pretending he liked them. that was what true friendship was to her; always supporting them in everything, making them feel good about themselves. relief flooded through her and her shoulders sagged slightly as she looked back at him, a bright smile now on her face. "thank you, puppetpaw," she meowed happily, not being able to keep her emotions out of her voice now that she knew he was not ending their friendship.
    what else was he trying to say? there was more? looking at him with polite interest, her smile fading slightly, freepaw took a step forward again, mainly to encourage him and her own curiosity. she was no longer afraid of something bad happening, but that meant she was left with no inkling about what was going to happen. when he began speaking again, she felt herself blush with what he was saying about her, shyly wondering if all the things he said were true. looking up at him, wondering what his point was, she took another small step towards him, freezing only when he finished his sentence and wondering if he was being completely true with her. he wanted her, the small shy girl with unnatural wings, as his girlfriend? she had never dated anyone, had not even realized that she had feelings of love for anyone, but now as she looked up as his face, she could tell that there was something between them. call it a spark, call it a seed, call it love, but there was something and she could no longer deny it, especially now that it was out in the open.
    "puppetpaw," she breathed, now directly in front of him, her face an inch away from his. a small smile spreading across her face, she beamed up at him before moving to tuck her head against his shoulder just as she had done when he had first returned. "of course, of course, yes, yes, yes." the words spilled out of her as she closed her eyes, breathing in his scent and feeling at peace and completely happy. she had needed this, and now she realized that.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px;]score. giving a mental super-man grin to himself, puppetpaw would wiggle with excitement in the real world, eyes bright and holding a happiness that burned on. and would continue to do so, as long as freepaw was here with him. "wow." he exclaimed a little dreamily, blinking as if he had just awoke from a long nap. "o-okay."

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    TAGGED
    #PumpkinkingRC




    NOTES
    Domestic Feline
    Heterosexual
    Ginger tabby
    Medium/Hard
    No Powers
    Attack in ORANGE
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    Congratulations! Pumpkinking cheered, the feeling of throwing rice at them beginning to grow. He smiled at the new couple, and began to pad away.













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    [size=13pt]Vividpaw smiled. Love was in the air! She loved seeing young relationships. "Congratulations you guys!" She called.[/size]