I Just Don't Belong... (Gay Tom Wanting Love/Friendship. VERY OPEN. <3)

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    Ryn padded through the thick undergrowth, brambles occasionally scratching his thick fur. He hissed in annoyance and shot out a black, muscular paw, slicing off the branch. He growled and kept prowling on, head lowered. He wished his mother had accepted the way he was instead of just abandoning him as soon as he had told her. He remembered her words with a pang of sorrow. No son of mine is going to be different then any other cat. And if you are different, you will not be accepted as my son.
    He hissed and pushed the thought of her away. If she didn't need him, he didn't need her. He didn't need anyone.

    Iceheart, a long haird light brown torbie padded in some unknown forest, wanting to escape his Clan, for good. His eyes were a ferice ice blue, as that is where he got his name. He paused, another tom scent smacking him in the face.

    Scarheart padded through the forest. She sighed. Being a medicine cat was amazing, but she wanted something more the thing that she could not have. a mate and kits. Suddenly, she heard a rustle. She saw a flash of sleek black fur. "Hello?" Suddenly, she had a vision. "You must have a mate and kits. That cat can help you with your destiny." "What about being medicine cat?" " No one will hate you." "But-" "Destiny, Scarheart. It means something." Scarheart hesitated... and followed the trail of the cat she'd seen. The woods were full of chances today.

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    Ryn sniffed the air, his fur bristling. Not another tom... His green and blue eyes were swimming with pain. He shook it off and decided just to act normal around him. He leapt forward, then stopped suddenly. There was another scent... A she-cat? He relaxed slightly. At least he wouldn't have to worry about screwing up a lot. Still, he lowered his head and kept his tail completely still. He crept up on the tom first, a small twinge of satisfaction at how quiet he had been. He growled softly and jumped in front of the tom, eyes glaring and narrowed.

    she saw the cat. Something's wrong, she thought. He's bristling. she was scared. "hello?" "hello." "ummm.... I'm lost. Can you help me?" "Of course," said the tom, still looking slightly ticked off. "follow me." scarheart breathed a sigh of relief.

    OOC: Uh.. Can I rp myself? 0_0


    Ryn narrowed his eyes. "Your lost?" He sniffed. "You must've known where you were going to have gotten this far." He glanced around at the tangle of brambles and thick grass. His dark tail swished and he sat down. "I don't know what to tell you." He sighed. "Where do you want to go?"

    Void, a handsome short haired Tom with pitch black eyes, ran into the forest finely free of the burden of keeping the secret he had kept for so long. He continued running even when the scents of two toms and a she cat assaulted his nose.

    "um, Mistclan." "Alright, fine."


    In her den, scarheart got to thinking. Is he my destiny? Her head started throbbing. It was starclan, with another vision. "This cat is not your destiny. But, he will help you find it. You must help him find true love." "Where do I find this She-cat?" "Not a she-cat. A tom." "WHAT?" "there are others like him. You must be his friend and find his destiny. He will help you find yours, in turn." Scarheart wondered if her mystery cat would accept her help. Or return it.

    Ryn was sleeping in a small tree-den beside Scarheart, his eyes shut tight. Suddenly, an unfamiliar scent caught his tounge and he sat up straight, ears perked. He heard quiet pawsteps and he could tell this cat was unfamiliar with the territory by the way his pawsteps thudded against the ground. He padded forward, silently, and without warning, almost crashed into the cat. He snarled and jumped back, eyes blazing. He noticed this cat was a tom, and he held back a hiss. "Who are you?" He growled, noticing how handsome he was.

    Ryn narrowed his blue and green eyes, then nodded. "True." He might be mean, but he was a reasonable cat. He sat on his haunches, licking his paw, fur lying flat against him. "So, what are you doing in a place like this?" He asked coldly. "This is where outcasts come. Are you an outcast?" He hated jumping right into questions with strangers, but something about this cat made him want to know everything about him. Ryn fought back the sudden urge to move closer to the cat.

    Voids fur which had been bristling flattened out and he began to lick his paws "I had to leave my clan for certain ... reasons" he said averting his eyes "Well anyway my name is Void what's yours?"

    "Hm." Ryn searched Void's gaze, recognizing a flicker of embarassment. Could he be... Like me? He suddenly stiffened at the thought. He coughed then looked up, at the stars. "I'm Ryn." He flicked his dark tabby tail.

    "That's a nice name, Ryn" he said rolling the name in his mouth as he moved closer "Much better then mine don't you think" he said resting his eyes on him

    Ryn's tail quivered as he moved closer, he could feel his warm breath on his face. He struggled to keep himself from moving even closer to Void. Though he was still looking up at the stars, he could feel Void's dark gaze burning into his pelt. He smiled, dropping his head to look at Void and shrugged, almost forgetting the question. "It's just a name, really. Yours is great, though." He purred.

    "You think so" he said happily "At my clan" he then died off . Void thought to himself what the heck it's not going to hurt anybody "At my clan I got the name because I rejected every she cat that said she liked me" he said "but now I'm free of all that" looking deep into Ryn's two different eyes for a reaction. His eyes are beautiful Void marveled

    "W-What?" He stammered. So he was like him. He was speechless, ears flattened. Could he be the one? He mustered up enough courage to even think that. He thought he would never be happy, but maybe... He glanced at Void, "So you don't like she-cats, huh...?" He thought for a moment. "That's okay." He added reluctantly. "Because I don't like she-cats either."

    " You don't like them too" purred Void moving in close enough that there pelts touched. I can't belive I'm not the only one he thought to himself

    Ryn fizzed with excitement, his tail twitching nervously. "Yeah..." He breathed close to Void's ear. "I always liked Toms..." He licked Void's forehead then drew back, suddenly shy. This was finally working out for him! Why did he have to start being a mouse-heart now? He braved himself and pushed up against Void.