Stormeye needs a mate (WindClan she-cats only)

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    OOC: Info here http://warriorcatsrpg.com/inde…9.msg22167539#msg22167539


    Stormeye wandered the WindClan moors. There were a few cats in camp, but not many. Most had gone out on patrols, and Stormeye felt uneasy as the twilight began to close in. He had dreamed of a great crack opening in the earth and swallowing his clan mates. He had been having various nightmares lately, and so he didn't believe it was a sign. This did little to improve his mood, however, as he paced around looking for prey to add to the fresh kill pile.

    Stormeye looked around and jumped as the cat approached.
    "Delicatefawn! Sorry, I've been...on edge lately. Good to see you. What are you doing today?" he asked, fumbling for words. He saw a rabbit and leaped on it, waited for her answer.

    He sat down next to her, about a foxlength away.
    "Patrol? Hmm...Who else is going?" he asked. The sun was just beginning to set, and everything across the moor was bathed in a pinkish glow.

    OOC: K.


    "Maybe I'll join you. I've been...restless lately," he said. "Strange dreams."
    He brought the rabbit over and pushed it over to Delicatefawn?
    "Want some?"

    OOC: Nothing personal, may need to pull stormeye out of this for plot reasons. Best of luck in everything! :)