Forbidden Meetings [PRIVATE]

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    Dustfang stood by a tree, waiting for Lightseeker. The night air was warm since greenleaf was coming.

    Lightseeker crept along the shadows, ears pricked warily. She noticed Dustfang and dashed over to him, purring a welcoming.

    Dustfang purred, licking her cheek. "It's good to see you again," He murmured.

    The tom's ear twitched, and he smiled slightly. "We're going to an old place. It's called the shattered shack." He started to pad towards the shadows, his tail high in the air since he was glad to be going there again. It had been moons since he had been there!

    Dustfang's eyes brightened as an old broken twoleg shack came into sight. The roof was gone, and some of the walls were crumbling. The windows were shattered, and the porch was semi-broken. He leaped up onto one of the walls, balancing on the top. On the inside, a pile of logs from the old broken roof that had fallen were sitting on top of each other.

    Dustfang looked back at her with a grin. "It's okay," He assured the she-cat. "The twolegs left, and so now their old shack is all broken down. It's pretty fun to walk around on the logs that made the roof moons ago." He sat on the crumbly edge of the old wall, his piercing eyes bright with excitement. He missed being able to come here all the time.

    Lightseeker smiled and leaped onto a log that was slanted towards the 'roof'. She started climbing with a purr.

    Leaping down from the wall, he landed on the side of one of the old logs. It tipped slightly, and gave a small groan, but he didn't notice. It wasn't like it would fall over, right? He jumped up onto yet another, and this log was balanced along the edge of the wall. It tipped over, and he jumped onto the wall. The log crashed down, landing with an echoing THUD. He laughed a bit, then sat down on the old wall.

    Lightseeker gaspe lightly as the log hit against hers and they began to fall. She lunged for the wall that he was on, scrambling for a hold.

    Dustfang's eyes narrowed, then he dashed over to her. He grabbed Lightseeker's scruff, hauling her up to the edge of the wall. He kicked down the colliding logs(Which were quite small and light weight) as he got her up, making them fall quickly.

    "Are you okay?" Dustfang asked her immediately. Looks like my old training as a medicine cat in my old Clan before I joined RiverClan paid off, He said silently. He hoped he could help her if there was anything wrong.

    She nodded. "Just hurt my paw." She mewed, holding her white paw up gingerly. Her claw was gone and blood replaced it.

    Dustfang leaped down from the wall, searching the corners of the broken shack for cobwebs. He found some in the far corner, in a hollow log. Grabbing them with one paws, he picked up a small plant of marigold that was also in the corner. He leaped back up, the marigold in his jaws. using a claw to split the marigold leaves open, he squeezed some of the juice into the hole where the claw had been. Carefully taking the cobwebs off his other paw, he patched up the wound.

    Dustfang sat down, staring up at the sky. If only things were easier...