strange love / o, character development

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 390px; text-align: justify;]Mountainpaw thought about the night she had seen Sam and Caroline in the cave at the edge of the territory. The moon was high in the sky and her nest was cold. Leaf-bare was approaching. Mountainpaw was a young hopeless romantic she decided. It was all rather poetic.


    She was growing up.


    Was she pretty? The thought plagued her mind. Would someone look at her the way her mentor had looked at his girlfriend? A tinge of jealously spread through her bones and she bit her tongue. The grey feline sat up, suddenly aching for some cold, fresh air.

    Octoberkit tumbled forward, out of the nursery. He spotted the apprentice stepping out to gather some cold air. Stumbling forward, he squeaked out, "Oh hello Mountainpaw!" The tortie tom would let a smile spread across his maw. "Do you wanna play a game with me?" he asked excitedly. Sure, the four moon old kitten was getting closer and closer to his apprenticeship. He should be more concerned with things like learning how to hunt and fight. He certainly wanted to be the best warrior ever; but right now, he was still your average kitten. He didn't think the things that Mountainpaw was thinking. Not whether somebody was pretty, whether he was handsome, or anything like that. He just wanted to play around and have fun. "I could be RiverClan's leader, Octoberstar, and you could be my deputy!"

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 390px; text-align: justify;]Mountainpaw smiled at the appearance of her old nursery friend. "Hey Octoberkit." She whispered. "Keep your voice down! Cats are still sleeping." She chuckled. "Yeah. Let's play." Looking around to make sure no one was watching, the grey she-cat tilted her head.


    "Octoberstar, I have something very important to report!" She mewed, gaining a very dignified look.

    Octoberkit grinned as Mountainpaw agreed to play with him, completely ignoring the chastising to keep his voice down. "Oh, what is it?" he asked, lifting his head and trying to look all important. "Is ThunderClan attacking again?"

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 390px; text-align: justify;]"Nope! It's WindClan this time! One of my patrols have scented them across our border!" She hissed, eyes wide with fright. "What are we going to do?"


    / rushed

    Octoberkit felt his pelt bristling a tiny bit; he was certainly into this game and wanted to put on the act of a good leader. "We're gonna attack!" he declared, wiggling his rump around as he pounced on a leaf, as if to accentuate his point.