- Interesting title here - [Private; Mythia]

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    [justify]Cairnpaw sat down, glad to be out of the way of Bloodclanners and HawkClanners. "Why are you so upset about Gorgepaw? It's just how he is." She frowned.[/justify]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][font=georgia] "It's just the fact that he's your friend. Your taking a big risk by being his friend" He mumbled, shuffling his paws.

    [justify]Cairnpaw nuzzled him again, still frowning. "How?" Yes, she had no clue why. He only seemed like any other tom; expect for Privatepaw and a couple others.[/justify]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][font=georgia] "He doesn't scare you?" He questioned, flicking his tail. The fact that she wasn't afraid of that monster, just gave him chills down his spine.

    [justify]"Err..." Would it be bad if she answered truthfully? Fear prickled at her pelt aswell, but just a small amount. "No... does he scare you? He doesn't try anything on me, Privatepaw." Not anymore at least.[/justify]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][font=georgia] "No. And not yet. He'll try to be your friend, then he'll make his move" He mewed, his tone of voice angry. If she didn't believe him, she would continue being Gorgepaws friend. And if Gorgepaw tried to make his move... Privatepaw would be their to kill him.

    [justify]"He already did, Privatepaw." Cairnpaw admitted. "He came to see my kits, and we talked." She left it at that. If Privatepaw wanted further detail to wheather or not Gorgepaw accomplished his task, so be it.[/justify]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][font=georgia] "He won't hesitate to do it again. Please be careful with your kits. I'm worried he might try to steal them" Anticipation bubbled beneath his pelt, as he tried to reason with his mate.

    [justify]Cairnpaw looked at him, searching for something else to say since this obviously wasn't going well. "I have sisters... I met the yesterday. Their names are Couchpaw and Dawnpaw! Couchpaw is the Assistant Medicine cat apprentice in ScarClan, and Dawnpaw lives in ThunderClan. She has a catnip addiction but somehow steers clear of toms." She giggled.[/justify]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][font=georgia] "Oh?" He raised an eyebrow, carefully listening. Apparently there was much more to his mate than he had known.

    [justify]"Yea. Their really nice. I was patrolling the border, and at first, I didn't like their company, but they said they had a sister in HawkClan, ThunderClan, and ScarClan, so we started talking about family and... I have sisters." Cairnpaw puffed out her chest, feeling as though having siblings was the best thing in the world.[/justify]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][font=georgia] "That's nice" He purred, curling his tail around her. He didn't like Gorgepaw one bit, but he figured he could warm up to her sisters, who didn't seem to be hostile.

    [justify]"I know right? She purred, snuggling against him. Cairnpaw looked ahead, thinking about the kits in the nursery at this moment. Hopefully no BloodClan cat had the nerve to mess with them.[/justify]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][font=georgia] A deep purr rumbled in his throat, and he curled his tail around her. " Want to go see them?" He asked, noticing that she had been staring at the nursery a lot.

    [justify]"Yes, I'm sure they're perfectly fine." Cairnpaw mewed. "How long until you get your warrior name?" She wanted to change topic. Talking about her kits were making her a bit upset.[/justify]