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  • Who should be deputy?? 6

    1. Frostedface??? (Foggy) (2) 33%
    2. FeatherTail??? (Wolfie) (4) 67%

    RavenStar walked out of his den his coat shinning


    OOC: My profile picture is what my cat looks like

  • Hazelfawn and Honeymoon shared tongues with each other, lapping each other's pelts. Suddenly, Honeymoon saw Ravenstar walk out of his den. She blushed and turned away, slightly embarrassed.


    "Do you think I should tell him?" she whispered to her sister.


    "Tell who what?" Hazelfawn replied, visibly confused.


    "Ravenstar, of course! Should I tell Ravenstar that I like him?"


    Hazelfawn "mrrowed" with laughter. Honeymoon's ears went hot.


    "It's not funny!" she cried, a little too loud.


    Hazelfawn stood up and flicked her tail.


    "You can tell him what you like, I'm going to gather herbs. I'm not trained in the matters of hearts, Honeymoon," she said and padded away into the forest.


    Honeymoon sighed and glanced at Ravenstar out of the corner of her eye.


    ( yeah, so maybe they aren't mates yet, but it could grow? )

  • Frostedface walked out of the warriors den, stretching his aching muscles. He licked his ruffled chest fur and looked around for his leader so he could go on a patrol or something.

  • Honeymoon's face flushed red under her reddish-brown fur.


    "H-hi Raven-st-star," she stuttered awkwardly.


    She smiled.


    "Should I go on a hunting patrol?" she asked him, her tail sweeping across the floor behind her. "The clan seems to be running short on prey."


    (oh, maybe if you can't decide on who should be deputy, maybe they could both be deputies?)

  • Frostedface saw Honeymoon and walked over to her and meowed "want to go hunting with me?" he asked nicely

  • Honeymoon nodded.
    "Sure!" she agreed. She glanced at Ravenstar awkwardly. "Uh..." She was about to blurt out that she liked him, then thought better and padded towards the entrance. She stared over her shoulder at Ravenstar longingly.
    Will I ever be able to tell him?

  • Frostedface followed Honeymoon out of the camp and into the forest. He could tell something was troubling her "Whats wrong?" he asked reassuringly

  • Honeymoon felt her ears go hot again.
    "Um...nothing, just I...er...was having trouble sleeping last night. There was a terrible draft that kept me awake. Anyway, I smell a sparrow. I haven't eaten one of those in a while. Wanna help me catch it?" she asked.

  • Honeymoon's neck fur stood on end.
    Did he just say...he loves me?
    She turned to face Ravenstar again, her ears blazing.
    "I-I guess I love you too," she mumbled sheepishly.

  • Honeymoon brushed her tail along the leaders flank.


    "Whatever you want me to be," she said quietly. Then, she smiled. "I would like to be your mate."

  • Honeymoon licks Ravenstar's ear affectionately, happiness brewing inside of her.


    "Do you want to come hunting?" she asked the Rainclan leader.

  • Honeymoon pads outside of the camp smiling to herself.


    Meanwhile...


    Hazelfawn stops by a puddle and laps up a few mouthful of water. She stand up and continues walking.


    I need marigold and coltsfoot.


    The brown spotted tabby followed her nose until she could see the bushes up ahead. She started to walk, but suddenly, the ground gave way beneath her front paw. With a cry, Hazelfawn plunged foot first into an old fox den. The ground collapsed around her, and she cried out, but her cries where muffled by the falling earth.


    When she dared to open her eyes, the entrance has collapsed and her leg hurt horribly. Hazelfawn gasped in the darkness. It was pitch black! She struggled feebly and scraped her claws along some mud and a small chink of light got through. The medicine cat tried to dig, but her leg hurt to much, so she flopped down to inspect it.


    Dislocated.


    Hazelfawn started to mew for help, although it wasn't very loud and she doubted anyone could hear her.

  • "O-okay," Honeymoon said. She walked into the forest, scenting for prey. Suddenly, she smelt a grey jay and dropped into a crouch. Creeping forward, she leapt, catching the bird and breaking it's neck.