You are the what? {private} Why are you bothering with me?

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    [align=center][glow=black,2,300]I don't want another pretty face
    I don't want just anyone to hold
    I don't want my love to go to waste
    I want you and your beautiful soul    [/glow]
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    The young tom showed his wise nature then. Standing beside her, he seemed distant as he spoke. "The living stars. The wise and brave rest here before they make a great journey to the next great adventure. They become the greatest of all of us. Guardians of the world and each creature born into it. They watch over us, like my father does for me. I will one day run in the stars with the greats and it will be an honor to have earned my space up there with them." He dipped his head in respect to an NPC elder as they passed before looking up at Mosaic. "May I clean the nests for them later?"


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    His words reminded her of the nights when she used to sit out alone and just stare at the stars and cry. She'd cried because she knew that one of those stars was her sister. That one was her mother. That three were her kits. That one was her beloved Duskpaw. She'd lost a lot since those days but had refused to go back to those nights. She hadn't slept and she'd been caught far too many times. Occasionally she still went out at night to look at the stars, but she didn't usually let herself cry out there. Instead, she just cried herself to sleep most nights. Same difference. Glancing down at him, she gave a nod. "Sure thing, kid. We've finished the tour anyway."
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    [align=center][glow=black,2,300]I don't want another pretty face
    I don't want just anyone to hold
    I don't want my love to go to waste
    I want you and your beautiful soul    [/glow]
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    The male nods and smiles softly up at her. "Do you want me to stick around or should I get to work?" He asks calmly. Oblivious to her feelings, as she didn't really show them.


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    Giving a little shrug, she admitted, "I've got some work to do, so you're welcome to get started whenever you like." He shouldn't have any trouble with it, but she hoped he was careful and checked himself for any possible injuries afterwards. Just in case. "I'll see you soon, 'kay?"
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    [align=center][glow=black,2,300]I don't want another pretty face
    I don't want just anyone to hold
    I don't want my love to go to waste
    I want you and your beautiful soul    [/glow]
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    The young tom dips his head out of respect and turns to go. "Okay!" He calls back before bounding into the elders den.


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