the [p]erfect but unexpected match.

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    [glow=lightpink,2,300]❝ Blossomspirit ❞[/glow]
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    A smile formed on the femme's lips, she was glad that Stone was starting to look and feel better. Actually, glad was an understatement. She was relieved and maybe even overjoyed. "You're welcome. Don't be afraid to tell me if you need anything else." Blossomspirit said, her hocks lowering as she sat down on the grassy ground. Her deep blue eyes met his sea green ones and she paused for a moment, surprised that she could see the thankfulness in them. She smirked and her whiskers twitched slightly in amusement, never expecting her day to end up like this.




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  • "Is there a water source anywhere?" Stone asked, slowly waving his tail. "I can walk to it. I think that a drink will help my voice. Trust me, I don't normally sound like this." he said with an amused rumble, blinking. His strange alternate reality was now faded away, and the world seemed to be back in focus.

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    With an amused twitch of her whiskers, she chuckled lightly and nodded. "Yes, there should be a large stream over to my left." the tabby said, flicking her long tail in the said direction. The last time Blossomspirit had travelled here, she took a break at a stream near the area she was in now.




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  • Stone dipped his head in thanks and scrambled clumsily over to the stream, where he gratefully lapped up the ice cold water. After he had taken his fill, he swiped his tongue around his muzzle to lick the extra drops off of his fur. Stone padded back over to the cream tabby, flicking his tail. He sat back on his haunches and looked at the she-cat. "Thanks for all your help." he mewed, voice now smooth and deep as it normally was. "I noticed you have a Clan name. I know, since I was in one long ago. What Clan do you belong to?" he asked politely.

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    She gave the tom a smile and watched as he made his way over to the stream. Her deep blue gaze stayed on Stone, making sure he didn't have any trouble getting there. Blossomspirit gave a small shrug, "You're welcome..I'm glad I could help." the she cat said with a smile. "Yes, I do have an Clan name," the tabby continued, "The Clan I belong to is WindClan." She watched his expression, wanting to see his reaction. Was he familiar with WindClan?




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  • "Isn't that one of the original Clans?" Stone asked, brow frurrowing in confusion. "My memory isn't serving me well today..." He flicked his tail and ears, trying to remember his past as a member of FrostClan. Strange that he had once tried so hard to forget these memories, but failed, and now, when he actually needed them, they decided to disappear. The dark blue-gray tom frowned as he thought.

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    "Yes..it is." Blossomspirit said with a nod. Her questioning eyes watched him, confused at his reaction. "Why, is there something wrong?" The tabby asked, her head tilted in curiosity. Was there something about her Clan that she didn't know about?




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  • "I..." Stone trailed off. Normally, he would have said that he'd prefer not to talk about it, but he felt surprisingly comfortable around this stranger. Besides, what harm could come to him if he told Blossomspirit about his past? Unless she was somehow working for Ember... He opened his mouth to speak before he could think of any more bad possibilities and change his mind. "I was born in a Twolegplace, you see. There was an evil cat named Ember who ruled the Twolegplace." Stone shuddered as he spoke Ember's name. "He had many followers. My mother and I had to move often to avoid his cats. Eventually... They killed her. I fled the Twolegplace to find a better place to live, found a Clan called FrostClan, and joined. But Ember was also seeking a new place to rule, and he came to the Clan as well. I tried, I tried so hard the warn the Clan of Ember's evil ways, but nobody would listen. Ember soon came to power and brought his minions into the Clan. Only then did they realize I had been right all along. The Clan cats scattered and fled." He paused, wondering if he should explain the second half of his story, but decided to leave it out until a later time. "I just don't have good memories there." Stone finished quietly, taking deep breaths, trying to control the emotion inside of him. He wondered how crazy he was to have just poured his heart and soul out to a cat he had just met.

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    The nonexistent eyebrows of the she-cat raised in utter surprise. "Wow...well, I'm glad you're alive." Blossomspirit said, in awe of the fact that Stone got through all that and lived to tell the story. FrostClan sounded a bit familiar to the she-cat, but she couldn't place where she heard the name from. She was also surprised that he had bothered to tell her his past, in the first place. Her tail quietly scuffed against the ground as she tried to come up with something to respond with. Blossomspirit's deep blue optics came up from the ground and looked at Stone. "Is Ember still alive and ruling?" the tabby asked, wondering if the evil ruler held grudges. If that was the case, Blossomspirit worried for the toms safety.




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  • "I have no idea, but I'd guess he's still out there." Stone responded, curling his tail around his paws and flicking the tip absentmindedly. The tom glanced at the ground, blinked, then looked back up at Blossomspirit, blue eyes meeting blue eyes. "I should probably be leaving now." Stone said with a sigh. "I don't want any trouble with patrols." The shorthair looked at the cream tabby, not wanting to be away from the understanding she-cat. He felt that under different circumstances, they could have actually become friends. "Thank you for everything." He paused, trying to find the proper words the express his gratitude. "You're one of the only cats I've met that I've felt I could relate to on some level." The dark, blue-gray tom shook his head as he got to his paws. He knew he had spent a short time with Blossomspirit, but the statement was true.

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    The cream tabby paused, her mouth open and ready to protest. Even though she handy even known this tom for 24 hours, she knew she would miss him. What was with her? Usually she never became close with people she just met, but this tom was different. No one had ever opened up to her and trusted her like Stone did. "You're welcome.." Blossomspirit finally said, but she hesitated, "But where are you going to go?"




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  • Stone lifted on front paw and opened his mouth as he turned to leave, but no answer came out. "I... I don't know." he admitted finally, placing his paw down and looking at the ground. In truth, he had no idea where he would go, or what he would do next. It would probably just be more depressed, pointless wandering.

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    The tabby paused and thought for a moment, not wanting the tom to be left alone again. Or maybe it was her who didn't want to be left alone once more. "Maybe you could join WindClan...?" Blossomspirit offered with a hopeful look. WindClan was always friendly to other newcomers. Well, friendlier than ShadowClan for sure. Her ears perked and waited for his response. Maybe she was being too pushy? After all, she had just met Stone earlier today. The she cat was just worried that he would end up half dazed and sick again. And besides Stone trusted her, and she the same.




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  • Stone let a trace of a smile play across his face as he shook his head. "Thank you for the offer. Really, I'm very grateful, but I'll have to turn it down." Worry shone in his eyes as the frown returned to the tom's face, gaze still on the ground. "I just don't think I'm ready for that yet. I have to be alone. And... If Ember ever came here..." Stone trailed off, eyes unfocusing for the second. He shook his head vigorously to clear his mind and looked back up at Blossomspirit. "I wouldn't want to put any members of the Clan in danger." the gray-furred cat mewed.