"Yeah, I would have never thought, when I first met you, that we would have come, you know, together like this." Tempestpaw meowed thoughtfully, looking up at the night stars. It was one of those nights where the moon was hidden away, but she knew that it would return. Now that she was... with Heronpaw, her normal sarcastic demeanor had seemed to evaporate into the air, but it was sure to come back by morning.
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[justify]He nodded in agreement, starting to lay down. "Yeah, me to" he agreed. His body fully n the dusty ground he looked up at Tempestpaw and smiled. [/justify]
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Tempestpaw sighed and lay down next to him, murmuring,"I have to return to camp soon or my mentor will be on my tail for moons." She had to admit that she was tired, but she didn't want to leave Heronpaw yet. It was the feeling that she always felt when she departed from him.
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[justify]Heronpaw drooped his tail that was waving in the air. "Yeah, me too. Can we meet here tomorrow?" he mewed softly. His glowly amber eyes met hers as he asked the question.[/justify]
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Tempestpaw nodded and yawned,"Of course." She meowed, standing up and shivering as her fur accidentally brushed against Heronpaw's. Her green eyes scanned the dark forest for a few moments before she let out a quiet murmur,"I guess I'll see you tomorrow then, right?"
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[justify]Heronpaw nodded and stood up, padding away,
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Ooc: G'night then! :]
Ic: Tempestpaw watched him go and then she lay back down, frowning thoughtfully. Just the thought of Heronpaw's face made her heart do a flip-flop now and she wanted to be with him. She felt safer around him, she had to admit to herself, and just because they had admitted their feelings to eachother didn't mean that he wasn't still going to be her best friend. She glanced down at her stomach which she noticed was slowly, over time, growing slightly plump. Maybe she was eating too much... She refused to admit the alternative to herself, but it did bring the memory of the tom that she had "met" out in her territory a quarter moon ago and she leaped to her paws. She then proceeded to return to the ShadowClan camp.
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[justify][ooc]Good morning! Ehither way should we skip to when Tempestpaw finds out?[/justify]
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Ooc:} Sure! c:
Ic:} Tempestpaw stormed out of the ShadowClan medicine cat's den, her black fur ruffled angrily. She couldn't believe what she had just been told. It made her want to be sick right then and there, but she knew that she couldn't. Her eyes were blurry from both anger and confusion but she was aware that it was time to leave to go and meet up with Heronpaw again. She bolted out of camp, not wanting to look into any of her clanmate's eyes and she only stopped when she reached the meeting place, panting.
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[justify]the brown tabby happily trotted to the apprentices meeting spot and just a few yards away, he could tell Tempestpaw was not herself. Bolting to her his eyes widened as he spotted her. "Tempestpaw! Whats wrong?" he asked. [/justify]
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For once, Tempestpaw was not overcome with happiness when she spotted Heronpaw's face. The apprentice felt too angry and confused to feel happy. She gazed at him for a few moments, trying to build up enough sensible thoughts to reply and when she finally did, it was a whimper,"Please don't hate me, Heronpaw. I didn't want this to happen."
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[justify]A shock came over Heronpaws face. He had no idea what was coming but he knew it was something bad. "W-why?" he managed to get out. Fo all his heart he could never hurt or hate Tempestpaw.[/justify]
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"It's because of him. I don't want to be pregnant. Not with him." Tempestpaw meowed, finding that she flinched at her own confession. As usual, she wasn't giving away all of her information, but this was one of those times where she didn't notice. Her heart was pounding in her chest like she was getting beat from the inside and she found her gaze meeting the ground instead of Heronpaw's eyes like usual.
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[justify]His amber eyes stared at her, shocked and frozen. He found himself out of words and movement. Then he gained his strength and uttered the words "How?". His heart pounded, tryin to look in her eyes. Fear was mixed in with confusion. [/justify]
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But her gaze remained pasted to the ground. Her muscles were tensed and she was holding back a scream. For a few moments, she was silent because the shock of it all was still trying to sink in for her as well. "I-I was out hiding from my denmates after I put thorns in their nests, one time, and well I met this tom... I think his name was Eminem or something. He seemed nice enough at the time, but then he leaped on m-me and then..." She trailed off, seeing as bringing back the memory made her voice catch in her throat and would more than likely give her nightmares for the rest of her life,"Please don't hate me, Heronpaw." She repeated at last.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 38px; margin-bottom: -5px; letter-spacing: 2px; text-align: right]«heronpaw.»[/fancypost]
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Heronpaw listened to her story, in shock. "That little piece of fox dung!" he cussed. This tim his temper had gone out of control. "I will kill him with my own paws if I have to! I swear if he ever hurts you again, my face will be last one he sees" he growled. His fur bristled as he stood, pacing in a circle.
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like the fancypost?[/fancypost]
[color=black][c]vintage.DONOTREMOVE. for the use of simple only.
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Ooc: Yursh indeed! c:
Ic: "Heronpaw, don't. It's pointless. It was, like, a moon ago when I saw him and he clearly had intentions of moving along to who knows where." Tempestpaw meowed, her throat burning as she watched the SunClan tom. At least he didn't seem to be mad at her directly, but the cat who had done this to her.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 38px; margin-bottom: -5px; letter-spacing: 2px; text-align: right]«heronpaw.»[/fancypost]
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The tom stopped in his tracks, a tear dropped from his face. "This is his fault! He should be ashamed of himself...." he growled. All intentions was to protect the one he did love. Although these feelings were to himself, his love lingered to tell her. He held back, muscles tense, this was not the nesw he wanted to hear. "So what are we going to do about the kits? You know when they come?" he soft asked, his voice laced with anger and fear.
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:3 big drama![/fancypost]
[color=black][c]vintage.DONOTREMOVE. for the use of simple only.
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"I don't know." Tempestpaw meowed. She had wanted to live out her entire apprentice life with ease and happiness, not kits. "I mean, I guess I'll have to care for them and... I don't know what I'm going to do." She mumbled, flicking her tail. "I'm only an apprentice, Heronpaw. I don't know what I'm going to do with them." She meowed, watching him carefully.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 38px; margin-bottom: -5px; letter-spacing: 2px; text-align: right]«heronpaw.»[/fancypost]
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"Do you think you can give them to another queen?" he meowed, shuffling his paws. His anger had boiled down and left him worried for her. Few queens died while giving birth, she could be one of them. He shook the though out and looked at her. "Or maybe I take the kits to SUNclan?" he felt a bit awkward taking about it but it was the only way.
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of course she won't die :3[/fancypost]
[color=black][c]vintage.DONOTREMOVE. for the use of simple only.
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