Her black and pale orange pelt burned at this time of day. The time of day when all the mates come out, and played with their kits. "Mocking Me?" She would hiss under her breath almost every time. She watched the toms lick and carress their warm kits and queens, and noticed how unwanted she must be. "Am I really that bad?" She asked aloud.
ColdSun wants to have kitties, and needs a real charmer! ;3 (Toms only please!)
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White paws hung onto a rock, tossing it back and forth. He looked around, hoping no one was watching. This time again.. I guess. he mewed under his breath. I hate this time of year. he started to mock the other toms as they were all mushy to their mates.
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"No" hope said, suddenly sat next to her.
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She jumped."Oh.. You heard me?" She asked. Her heart pounded. Mushy mushy mates.. she thought.
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"Well you did say it quite loud" he said.
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She looked at her paws embarrassed. "Oh.. Sorry.most cats never listen or hear me." she looked at Hope.
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"I listened" he smiled.
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Whitefang noticed that he was the only tom without a mate.
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The white paws threw the rock up into the air, his claws begging to pop out. He jumped up and caught the small rock in his mouth before spitting it out along with dirt and some moss. Disgusting.. he spat. His blue eyes looked around and stopped on a black and orange she-cat with a tom beside her. Another taken she-cat. he said hoping it wasn't too loud.
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"You seem angry about that?" Came a soft gentle voice behind him. A young white she-cat around his age sat behind him with her head tilted, her blue eyes bright with curiosity.
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The tom jumped in surprise. Yeah.. I guess I am. I mean, look at her. he mewed.
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"Uh I'm looking" she laughed.
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Her blue-ish breen gaze swept over to a cat with white paws. Oh look, more love birds... She sighed sadly.
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"I'm Hope by the way" he smiled at her.
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"I'm Coldsun." She said, still looking away.
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"What are you looking at?" He asked.
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"Nothing." She said.
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"What's wrong?" He frowned, she wasn't giving him much of a chance to compliment her.
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"It's just that theres so many mushy mates!!" She said loudly. She looked at her paws. "And I'm like, the only unwanted she-cat.." She added quietly.
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The white pawed cat looked to the ground. I guess you are. He chuckled. I'm Chains. He mewed.