Description: Tall black she-cat with electric blue eyes.
Personality: Funny, nice, hard-to-get.
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The pitch black warrior strode into the warriors' den, smiling at the cats.
“Anyone up for a patrol?”
She asked sweetly in her smooth voice.
Darkheart needs mate.
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Darkstorm lifted his head. "I would." he mewed, standing up. "Feels like I haven't been out for moons!" Darkstorm exclaimed.
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She smiled at the cute tom and bounded off towards the territory, her blue eyes gleaming.
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Darkstorm smiled and bounded after her. "WHERE--ARE--WE--HUNTING?!" he yowled at her. Darkstorm finally caught up to her.
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She glanced at him with a teasing smile. Yeah, she was a little flirt, not too much, though. Darkheart purred in amusement,
“You choose.”
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Darkstorm smiled. "YOU choose."
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“I can't; I have a disability.”
Darkheart purred seductively, her words obviously said to tease him. The black warrior pressed against Darkstorm's flank, trying to goof off a bit.
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Darkstorm pulled away a bit. "Yea.... but still--where do you want to hunt?"
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She smirked softly,
“Near RiverClan border? I'm good at fishing .. But we don't have to hunt, if you want.”
Darkheart said simply, glancing at him with sparkling blue eyes.
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Darkstorm shrugged. "Ok." He ran near the border and looked at the river.
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Darkheart smiled and ran behind him to the river. The black she-cat watched quietly and lashed out at the water with her paw, landing a fish on the shore. The ThunderClanner smiled proudly, looking over at Darkstorm.
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"N--nice." he said, looking at his paws. He caught a sent of a blackbird and stalked it. He zoomed up the tree and bit it's neck. Darkstorm leaped down with it.
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She purred, praising his catch.
“That was awesome, Darkstorm.”
Darkheart said, smiling up at him.
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Darkstorm purred. "Thanks. Can you show me how to fish?" he asked.
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The tall black she-cat purred in a form of yes. She bounded up to the river, keeping her shadow off of the water, so the fish wouldn't see.
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Darkstorm crept by her and copied Darkheart.