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{ Billy❥} wrote:

Fire.
My best friend, and the one I love. That's Firepaw. She always makes me smile with her jokes, and I... all I can say is that she is beautiful. I don't know what to say, Firepaw, but all I want to say is this: I love you.

//not to complicated, sorry, I couldn't think of anything cuter than this X3

YOUNGBLOODCHRONICLES wrote:

Firepaw (( ♥ ♥ ))

He slowly glanced up his head since he was staring down at his hind paws the whole time and finally for a minute, he saw another illusion of the member in the clan. Yet, it wasn't only just a member. It was someone who was pleasant and sweet. Someone who was going to experience love and Nicle knew who was going to experience along with her, and he didn't mind if they do in the future as he knew that person who was going to be Firepaw's future mate was an innocent guy. So he didn't really need to seriously worry about that, a bit he would really. And someone who he thought she will going to have a great future and if she doesn't find up through the dark times she has been going through. "My precious baby-girl...." he whispered, he raised his non-paralyzed paw towards her who was his amazing kid and placed her on the shoulder in a slow motion as he was comforting someone who has been going through bad time these days and their was so young to experience it. Like her. "Firepaw... I knew she hate Genesis, and I have this sad feeling that she still does. She just doesn't understand what was the jealousy feeling was doing to her, and it was making feel upset of how the way she was behaving about it. She doesn't know that I loved her so much in every ways and I do, now. Now and always. I find her very friendly and generous towards everyone and I hope it would stay the same in the end, but I can't really change her personality, can't I? But I don't know what I'm going to do if she's going to like cut herself or... even..." He closed his green orb and sniffled, glancing down at the floor and placed his hind paw back against the hard surface and shakily sighed. He would die if she committed suicide, because he loved her. He loved her so much as he does to everyone else in his family- adopted or not. "If only I wasn't being such a coward and would act like a real man to help my kids out...." he sighed, shaking his head side to side in disapproval. "I honestly don't know what else to say. I would say the same for my other kids if I've known them too long... Like Genesis. Oh well. Anyway, Firepaw. Your daddy will always be proud of you, no matter what. Your daddy would die to protect you, and he'll try not to be a cowardly failure. Like how you said to me that I'm not when I was suffering an illness and stabbed my foreleg with five daggers. You need me alive, I need you to be alive as well. Don't you ever dare forget it. Because you know why? Because I love you so much. Simple. I. Love. You. You're one of those greatest kids to have and.... I don't know what I would do if you leave me alone. But if you do, I will miss your beautiful smile, your sweet, lovely voice along with your amazing singing, the memories of being with you and your sweet personality, your laugh that always make my heart go happy, your face that I will never going to forget, even there's many species that are the same, but you are special...." Nicle sniffled and his visions was starting to get blurry due to the fact that he was starting to cry from his rant-like opinions. He could hear a giggle coming from his daughter and glance up once again, seeing his daughter who was smiling at him. That smile... It had made his heart broken in half to see that smile after he was done with his opinions. "I love you, Daddy." softly said the daughter of Nicle before the figure had fade away. Now, tears was bursting out of his eye as he felt emotionally hurt to see the fake her go. It was like her dying... Dying with her last words to him. "I love you too, sweetie..." he whispered, watching the illusion fade away and was left all alone, having a broken heart.