YOU REMIND ME OF A GIRL THAT I ONCE KNEW [ open ]

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    The scarred burly tomcat hadn't been feeling like himself lately yet he tried to not let the thoughts bother even if they consisted of his own and only son hating his guts, he shook his cranium managing to pass out and getting some sleep even if his slumber was rudely interrupted by nightmares as well as the darkness that once shied away had returned to plague him. His breathing was a bit shaky yet in this time of need, he wouldn't let the darkness that plagued him get the better of him. Thoughts of Firelily and Swancloud swarming most of his thoughts, he rose to his paws with both of his matching eyes closing in a brief moment of silence. He tried searching for shards of light within his mind and thoughts that cluttered around, most consisting of worry and guilt, yet he managed to shove around finding those said shards of light. They surrounded her, her white coat that resembled snow, and her pair of crystalline eyes. He could look into her eyes all day if he got the chance. He was a lost boat at sea and the only lighthouse around that offered a beacon of light that wasn't his own kin was Swancloud, there was no hesitation, his engine roared and he only drew near to the light basking within it. He reopened his amber eyes exhaling a breath into the air, he could cope with this. He had his friends, his clan, and he had his son even if he didn't want to be near him.


    He had her, both of them, one within Silverpelt and the other here on earth with him.

    Is it alright if I RP with you? This seems interesting :D i'm just gonna waddle about! Let me know if I suck :P love your character btw plus I don't know if this is what you were going for :_:///



    A sudden chill glossed over the she-cat's back, her sleep was at a stand still for now. Her flank heaving with an exasperated sigh and her ears twitched in frustration. She hadn't been sleeping but that was her fault. She was spend too much time chatting with others and/or eating fresh kill before nest time. The silver she-cat raised her head and looked around at the close nit cats surrounding her. Her tufted ears swiveled around and she tried to just go back to sleep but she was wide awake. It wasn't even time to rise yet! Wadingstream glanced at her brother, his brown muddy fur sticking out in all different directions. He snored softly and she twitched her whiskers in a amusement. He was always complaining about how his throat always hurt after he slept and he wouldn't agree with her that he snores. To protect his reputation, she sighed and shook her head with a slight smile. She felt odd to be up and about while all the other cats slept away. The faint smell of water and kill lingered in the air but it was comforting. She rose to her paws and groomed her chest. The she-cat's long silky tail wrapped around her paws and she yawned. She noticed out of the corner of her eye that a tom was having issues and she didn't know what to do. Let him suffer? He looks in pain, Wadingstream's face contorted in frustration. He was farthest away from the pile of bodies so it would be easy to get to him. The she-cat slunk towards him almost like in a hunters crouch, she had to keep quiet. Making way to his isolated nest she stopped and stared. Is this the right thing? She pondered once more before poking him lightly. Wadingstream's olive colored eyes squinted in fascination at the scars all over his body and poked his flank once again.

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    [ sure and you're doing great <333 also tysm ]


    He felt a poke on his flank before there was another one did he glance over to the she-cat who seemed to be the culprit behind the poking though he didn't necessarily mind it, no, but he found it rather comforting recalling how Tinypaw had poked at him sometimes when he was just a kitten. He released a soft breath before offering a smile that was just a little forced "Hello there. I don't believe we met before. . .Uh, m'names Grizzlybear." He said with a soft chuckle.


    // sorry a lil rushed

    Thank you :-: and don't worry about it!//


    Wadingstream jumped and a look of horror spread across her face. Ears, flank and paws grew hot with embarrassment and she had to step on her tail from screeching out loud. Oh god this is so humiliating, Wading gaped and swallowed, he looks so uncomfortable! Do something! The she-cat was panicking at this moment. "O-oh....yes!" Wadingstream chirped quietly. The small she-cat dipped her head and puffed her chest in introduction, "my name is Wadingstream!" She then smiled softly and batted her paw at Grizzlybear. "I don't believe we have met....I just-well you just...." she stuttered along and started to look away before zapping her attention back on him. "You looked in need of help." She sighed finally making eye contact with him.


    "I'm sorry to have disturbed you!" She bent her head in apologies and was fully ready to high tail it out. She knew some cats would be pretty angry if she were to budge into their life and it was a big possibility for Grizzlybear to snap at her. Best be sorry and forget! She chanted in her mind. And thankfully, no one really stirred except a few bodies here and there. She felt like a cheeky apprentice getting in trouble for the first time. Something about this tom made her jumpy. The scars? The name? He doesn't seem scary but what if he is? Or maybe he's a nice tom? Thoughts were bouncing through her head at lightening speed.