Handsome but Mysterious Tom Looking for a mate! (she cats only!)

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    MorningDew flinched as she gingerly pulled her paw out form underneath the fish. She nodded shyly and smiled apoligeticly. "I, um... well... am not in my most graceful mode today. I'm not like that always! Promise!" She smiled at the cats and slid out from underneath the bush, her glossy pelt shining in the suns loving rays. She glanced to the sky, for a moment closing her eyes and soaking up the warmth of the sun. Then she looked back at the cats, feeling refreshed. "Do you want to share this?" She asked, gesturing towards the fish with her paw. She gave it a few licks and gently bit off the tip of it, that was dangling by a thread. She winced as she pulled the claw slightly, but nodded in satisfaction when her claw didn't hurt as much.

    (I have a little more time :D)


    Birdsong sighs and stretches, getting to her paws. "I'm going to take a walk quick." She pads away slowly, thinking, and closing her eyes as she falls into a slower, graceful tune, each humming note shimmering like crystal in the air until she practically runs over Darkfur. "Great StarClan, I'm so sorry!" she cries out, leaping away on light paws.

    (cool :))


    MorningDew padded beside Darkfur, a tail-length away so as to not intrude on his personal space, and looked at him. Then she glanced at the flowing water, and crouched down, tail and bum wriggling violently as she eyed a large pink fish.(this is what my cat does whenever she hunts a feather/piece of string :) her eyes go massive! it's like she's been possessed by bambi)

    "Leave him alone," begs Birdsong, slowly backing away. "He needs time to think. I mean, you and that other she-cat are pestering the fur off of him...why don't you give him some space?" She glances worriedly at him.

    (water-fight anyone? MorningDew is perched on the side of the riverbank, unbalanced, looking into the water searching for fish...)

    meh, never mind...
    MorningDew followed him and sat beside him. "It's beautiful..." she murmered, her eyes aglow with childlike wonder at the simplicity but astounding beauty of the ripples and waves of the dancing water. She hummed quietly, barely audible, her soft sweet voice singing a quiet song that praised and was in awe of the river.