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    OOC: ah, okay. after she has the kits, should she bring one to him? like, to live in ToMS?


    IC:
    Littledapple was silent. She thought about it for a moment; nope, she couldn't remember. Just trees . . . and more trees. And the occasional kitty-pet home. "Uhm. . .not really. I didn't know where I was going in the first place, so . . . no." The calico warrior wasn't sure what she was trying to point out with that last part, it had just come out.


    Littledapple walked beside Merlin this time, just as he'd suggested. She noticed--with an annoyed frown--that he was slightly larger than her. Well, that was where she'd gotten her name from!

    (OOC: Sure! ;D)


    "So you're lost," Merlin said. It wasn't a question, either. "I can lead you as far as the WindClan border; can you go from there?" He was truly worried about Littledapple. She was a small she-cat, and he didn't want her to get hurt on the way home. He also wished there was a way to confess his affections to her without seeming too forward.

    Littledapple shifted uneasily. She had no idea how to get home; even her natural sense of direction was gone. "I'm not lost if I know where I am," She pointed out with a sly grin. "I just don't know how to get to where I'm going."
    Then, with a glance at the sun--which seemed to dip ever lower in the sky--Littledapple wondered if she would make it home alive. Something would surely snatch such a small cat up; it was a wonder she had made it here in the first place. But Littledapple refused to acknowledge her fears, choosing instead to simply look Merlin in the eyes for a few moments longer than she usually would.

    (OOC: Lol. Aurora just told me that RiverClan and SnowClan is closer to ToMS than WindClan. :D So Merlin will take her to RiverClan rather than WindClan.)


    Merlin couldn't resist; he rubbed his side against her's, licking her cheek gently. "I'm sorry," he breathed into her ear. "I can't help myself."

    OOC: lol okay :D


    IC:
    Despite every clan-taught instinct inside of her, Littledapple didn't flinch away from the triber's touch. She simply stiffened at first, then slowly melted into Merlin's side, her body conforming to his. As much as she tried to tell herself she wasn't, Littledapple was enjoying this; it was like he was a magnet that had a attracted her the first second she saw him.


    Unsure of what to say to Merlin, the calico warrior just stayed where she was, pressed against him. "It's fine," Was all Littledapple could think to say, though she knew she sounded stupid. Either that, or uncomfortable.


    OOC: sorry, wasn't sure if you forgot to post, so i deleted and re-posted it :)