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    •:ஐ:•тιgєяℓσνєr •:ஐ:• wrote:

    OOC: Sorry I haven't been active. And trust me it could get worse.



    IC: Falcon saw Safira sharing tongues with the newcomer and couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. His new found love and this happens. He shrugged and walked off. Seeing Broken by Safira and the loner he walked over to Moonbloosom and Dawnfeather. Mewing in his normally deep voice "Hey what do you think of her?"He looked at them waiting for an answer his deep blue eyes shining in the sunlight.

    "She is acceptable-but it is obvious she does not know the terrain, and will most likely be a liability for a moon or two until she begins to breathe easier. But with time, her lungs might adjust to the mountain air, her senses might strengthen, and Leaf will possibly be a fine warrior." Dipping her head politely in greeting to her mate, she could not help the gleam of disapproval for the newcomer in her eye. For although the dirt colored feline was only trying to fit in...she was flirting and flitting about with toms already. No need to mix up more trouble than you have already dragged along.



    Shaking her head free of such brutally honest, and depressing thoughts, the undeniably gorgeous alabaster she cat stretched out in the sunlight before agilely whipping down the mountainside in a gleam of feminine perfection. With every flawless feature of her slender, hauntingly alluring body illuminated just so, it was hard to imagine she was not an angel of some sort.

    Moonblossom kept walking with something in her pad that left a smal dots of blood as they walked. The snowy white beauty hadn't taken notice. She didn't even feel it.

    Leaf stared at her injured paw, a little annoyed. The paw would heal soon with the right herbs, but nothing can heal her embarrassment in front of a beautiful group of cats. She was a tough she-cat, but was more a forest person. The mountains were different, kind of cool.


    She decided to attempt to groom herself. Sitting down, her tongue rasped back and forth on her matted pelt. She looked at it and was satisfied, for most of the messy knots were now neat and smooth.

    The handsome tom took a few bounds towards his mate catching up with her very easily. Humor shining in his ice blue eyes he mewed "Safira it is a getting late and there is a cave not far ahead. I think we should camp there." Flicking with his tail he indicated toward the cave before his tail fell over her shoulders. Looking back at the group he noticed how wary some were. He saw Leaf trying to groom her fur. Moonblossom walking blood coming from her paw, and Dawnfeather alone trying to strike up conversation. The sun illuminated his striking features and the muscles that could easily be seen under his black and white pelt.

    Moonblossom saw theblood but didn't care she was too tired to care. Her beautiful eyes were dull and she was slowing down a lot. Her white shone in the sun brightly, but she didn't feel like it. She almost fell asleep on her paws

    "I know that we are now mates and we are equals in our relationship...but I will not allow you to take over, to hold the reins high over my head and show just how weak I am. Please, let me decide and lead. I know very well everyone is sore and weary, but we must continue. Do you not smell the fresh twoleg scent and fox droppings all over?" Gazing at the ebony and alabaster tuxedo tom as though he might have grown an extra head, the radiantly exquisite, flawless white feline gave him an apologetic lick, but the apology never quite reached her eyes fully. Pain-pain and hunger lingered there only.

    BATTLE TIME!!! My four clans are meeting in an epic battle. It will be The Free paired up with my Kingdom, Kingdom of Death vs Armsticeclan paired up with Birdclan. The fight is over a beautiful, expansive stretch of land filled with prey...who shall win? I'm not telling.

    OOC: Who is he? and who is he talking to here?

    Bɪʀᴅ wrote:

    "I know that we are now mates and we are equals in our relationship...but I will not allow you to take over, to hold the reins high over my head and show just how weak I am. Please, let me decide and lead. I know very well everyone is sore and weary, but we must continue. Do you not smell the fresh twoleg scent and fox droppings all over?" Gazing at the ebony and alabaster tuxedo tom as though he might have grown an extra head, the radiantly exquisite, flawless white feline gave him an apologetic lick, but the apology never quite reached her eyes fully. Pain-pain and hunger lingered there only.

    Falcon stepped back away from her seeing a fight coming on. Murmuring softly "I thought at my rank I should help you. It was just a suggestion." Feeling bad he shifted back to the group and walked alone. The extremely handsome tom's features were outlined by the light of the sun making him look perfect. He looked back up at the beautiful cat he loved but then kept looking down at his paws.

    "I know that...but maybe it is best I lead solo for a while." Safira murmured purposely not looking at him except out of the corner of her lovely beryl blue eye as he fell back. "And maybe you should find another she cat because I am going to lead bravely and fiercely for what I love-The Free." That last comment was whispered, so only she could hear, but she felt herself hardening a bit. And at that very second, that was when she spotted the land. A gasp tore from her throat at it's perfection and beauty. The sky was the color of a clear river, speckled with only wisps of white, and the grass gleamed like jewels under the sunlight. "Magnificent."