Simba, the Lonely Warrior (HE NEEDS A MATE!)

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    Simba pounced onto the thrush, killing it with a swift bite to the neck. He looked up to see the sun peeking through the leaves. "Almost newleaf, almost happy," he meowed sadly, the warmth of the sun doing nothing to ease his nerves. He gazed in a brook to see his shaded gold reflection in the clear waters. The cat he saw was sad, hurrt, and alone. A breeze came, and the cat he saw was bright gold, his eyes shining and expression cheerful. "That isn't me anymore," he meowed again. "I'm someone else."

    "Nice catch!"Dream,a cream coloured she-cat,purred."I've only caught this mouse."She said sadly.holding up a mouse.

    "I got lucky," he meowed hastily. She had embarassed him. "I'm going back to camp."


    ooc; ps for a while he'll be a piece of work but he'll open up eventually and then he's really nice.

    Simba stopped, puzzled at his behavior. Padding back to her, her said, "Sorry, I didn't catch your name. I caught this thrush," he stated, trying a terrible attempt at humor. "I'm Simba."

    "I'm Dream.Sorry about before.I am a horrible converstation starter."Dream meowed."Oh,and who are you?"

    "The one who's leaving," he retorted. This she-cat asn't going to waste his valuable time. "Bye."
    ooc: im starting the whole 'i "hate" you, you "hate" me thing!

    "Whatever."Dream meowed sharply."I don't need you."she muttered,and left.


    OOC:How about they have a "I like you" then an "I hate you" relationship?

    "Fow-brained toms,thinking they are better than us!"Dream muttered under her breatn.Why am I being so mean?she thought."Hey!Simba!"Dream cried,looking at the retreating tom.

    Simba's ears twitched annoyedly when he heard Dream's call. He sighed loudly and returned to her. "What is it now?"

    "Its...its fine," he forgave her, every inch of his pelt begging him not to.

    "That had NO purpose," he hissed to himself. "What was that about?" Done hunting, he picked up his prey and padded back to SunClan camp.

    Dream,who had arrived at the camp,leapt up to a rock and started swishing her tail.She then thought about those mean toms who used to live on her street and how Simba was like them.Her happy smile turned into a scowl.

    Simba stalked out of the Nursery Shed. He had just given a queen her share, and a lot was on his mind. What is with me? That...that she-cat....she's so....Oh! I can't make up my mind anymore!