Scarletbrook and Thrsuhclaw

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    "There's no real hurry." Thrushclaw meowed, wanting to send a little more time with her for some reason. This feeling was all too familiar. It was the feeling of wanting to spend every moment you could with that cat. He had felt it before...

    Scarletbrook purred, "Alright." She looked around, "It's a nice day isn't it?~" It had been a long time since she had gotten this friendly, this talkative, this close, to another cat. She hadn't been so happy for a long time either.

    "Yeah." Thrushclaw said with a nod, purring as he felt the wind blow through his fur. He looked over to Scarletbrook. He hadn't felt this happy in a long time. His mind wandered to Shadowclan, he wondered if Darkpelt's kit, whom he fathered, was an apprentice yet. He felt guilty about thinking about his other kit with this lovely she cat but he couldn't help it. How was she faring without her mother?

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    Scareltbrook noticed Thrushclaw's expression and worriedly mewed, "Is there something wrong?" She pressed her flank against Thrushclaw.

    "Just a little of the past coming back to haunt me at a prefect moment." Thrushclaw muttered unhappily.

    "Seems to happen to the best of us," Scarletbrook mummered. Wrapping her red/brown tail around Thrushclaw and pressing against him in hoping to comfort him. Her eyes soft.


    OCC- Poor Thrushclaw. =(

    Thrushclaw leaned on her lightly as a staggering thought crashed on top of him. What if they found out about the kits heritage? He knew the answer instantly, and it sicken him to think that they would do that.
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    OCC- K. ^^


    Scarletbrook worried. She wished she knew what was wrong, if she could help. But pestering him with a repeated question would not be help.

    Thrushclaw looked over into her eyes. "Believe me, I would love to tell you, but it's dangerous knowledge." He meowed.

    Scarletbrook touched noses with Thrushclaw, "I've been through it before. If you want, do tell me."

    Thrushclaw looked into her eyes and felt his defenses melting away. He wanted to tell, no, he NEEDED to tell her. He had always hated secrets and perhaps he could handle it better if some one could help him. "Alright, I'll tell you, but promise not to tell anyone." He whispered, glancing around.

    Scarletbrook nodded, still touching his muzzle with her's, "Promise."

    "Good, because what I'm about to tell you could very well put a kits life in danger." Thrushclaw paused for a moment to let that sink in and continued. "When I was a freshly made warrior I became friends with a Shadowclan cat. When we learned that she was to have my kits we were so surprised. She ran away and hid from Shadowclan. But they found her after she had given birth and sacrificed her for leaving the clan. So that kit is still living in Shadowclan without a mother, I don't even know what she looks like." Thrushclaw looked at Scarletbrook, wondering how she felt about what he told her.

    Scarletbrook's eyes only softened and expressed sympathy, "I'm so sorry." She pressed against him again. Her eyes looking into his, "I wish I could do something..."

    Scarletbrook brushed against his cheek, "I keep my promise, I won't tell anyone. I know what might happen if I do."

    "Thanks." Thrushclaw purred, rubbing his head in her pelt. He felt so much better now. "Do you ....Do you..." He stuttered, not sure if the risk of rejection was worth it, no matter how strongly he felt about her.

    Scarletbrook wrapped her tail around him, showing a loving amber gaze as she asked softly, "Yes Thrushclaw?"

    A thick purr went through her body, "Yes~" She buried her muzzle in Thrushclaw's white fur happily.