ThunderClan tom needs mate.

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    [By the way, He's gay.]


    Redsmoke walked into ThunderClan camp, a mouse and a thrush bird dangling from his jaws. He walked down to the fresh-kill pile and placed down his prey. Redsmoke then sat there watching all of his Clanmates sitting happily with their mates. He wanted a mate. But for some reason..he craved a tom. He didn't know why, But it just made sense to him that why stick with a she-cat when you can be with a friend who actually understands you? Redsmoke shook his head and sighed. He'll never get a mate, because it was only natural that a tom can love a she-cat.

    Owlfeather padded past his clanmates. All the other toms had mates, but he wasn't like the other toms. He only liked toms. He padded to Redsmoke, the tom he had a crush on for awhile.
    "Hey Redsmoke!" He said to him.