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  • His life was finally coming together, after a terribly rocky start; the beginning was simple, a slightly mischievous, cocky kitten with a long stride and hopeful eyes. Then came the disappearance of his mother, the beautiful white feline, twin to his little sister, vanished during a patrol. Next was the death of his father, Rapidfire was a huge part of Thor, the only thing he truly appreciated in his younger days. He swore to become like him, to make him proud, to make him smile up with the stars. He met Faunapaw shortly afterwards, unknowingly, his auntie(whom he now hates with a flammable passion). He thinks she seduced him, lied to him, played him in the game she had two other tomcats in. Thank Starclan Frostpaw made him see the light. Boleropaw came next, gone, just like mother.


    But without all those tragic events, he would never have gazed into Espresso's eyes for a longer time than usual, not in that big-brother way he had once done, but seeing her as the little lady she was, kind, compassionate, considering ...everything he needed.


    The orange and white tabby's ivory peppered paws fell over the dew-covered grass, green eyes watching his paws with an odd-concentration as an icy, morning sun peered down at the Freedom Fighter from behind the heavy, slate-grey clouds.

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    Maybe, while Thor's life was getting better, his was getting shittier by the second. Even if he had made up with his previously hated on sister, he wasn't any closer to getting the respect again from his peers. Frostpaw skulked along around the rim of the school, he had taken up residence in the old, acid destroyed camp. Like Thor, he had grown into himself, and he easily towered over most of the full grown warriors. Maine coon blood flowed through his veins and it was demonstrated in the sheer mass on his bones. Muscle.




    Ribs poked through his buff coat and he looked like a walking skeleton. Eyes sunken into the back of his head, all he had been doing was loathing those who shunned him. Even his own mother had shunned him and thought what he was doing was wrong. Ninepaw, he wasn't so sure of any more, considering he had tried to kill the tom at the lake. Frostpaw owed his life to the grey and blue tom though and he would try to repay his debt so he wouldn't have to owe the tom anything any more.




    Not until he caught scent of Thor, was when he bristled. Sure, he'd had some bad karma with the tom, but really, he was craving contact with someone. Anyone. But he only moved so he was visible, saying nothing. Why should he talk any more when no one listened?




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  • [align=center][font=georgia][size=8]Thor hadn't judged the creme tabby about his killings, he hadn't given it much of a second thought. Frostpaw was so close to the stars and Gods, the orange and ivory tabby trusted him to treat his power well. The crystalline dew illuminated in the small beads of dill light, droplets loosely hanging over the tips of dozens of green blades of grass and plantation. His tired, emerald green eyes lifted and he craned his neck over his shoulder as Frostpaw's scent met his freckled nose.


    Thor would say that he looked terrible, he looked a skeleton of his former self, bones that held no life and sunken eyes that held no joy. Twitching his nose, the copper tabby heaved himself upon large, ivory peppered paws with a slight flick of his tail for a silent greeting to the Divine. "Frostpaw." He meowed, a rough, husky voice had been developed by the freedom fighter, a certain mysterious darkness held loosely in his tone.


    "Are you okay?" So, his mother gave him evils when she saw him; Thor had picked up on that and certainly, that would have destroyed the tabby from the inside-out. His sister was a b*tch, his brother-in-law was crazy stupid and he had a bundle of nieces and nephews on the way, not to mention the majority of the clan was wary of him now; but Thor didn't judge by those of others opinions, he was stubborn that way.

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    Confusion swam across the tom's face as Thor didn't turn tail, or sneer at him. In fact, he did nothing except express concern over his well-being. Well, he supposed they did have something in common now, and seeing as the red tabby's bubble had been popped he hoped that he wouldn't turn back into the arrogant prick he'd been before. Cautiously, he took a step forwards before he curled his tail around his paws and sat down much like a deer would when approaching danger.




    Wondering how to formulate an answer, he pulled his paws closer together trying to hide his extremely underweight body and look more. Sane? "I'm doing fine, fine as I can be," lies, if he just avoided those who shunned him he could be a lot happier. But when you guilted yourself and couldn't escape through suicide, you tend to well. Become like Frostpaw had. "And you? I saw you with Espresso," really, he was happy that the tom had found another mate. Someone who kept him down to earth and not having his head in the clouds.




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  • He placed one ivory paw in front of the other, moving in a slow and rhythmic fashion towards his uncle and ex-lovers brother. At a slight and careful distance, he let his rump fall to the ground as his green gaze settled on the Divine, paws beside each other and a thick, long tail angled around his fore-limbs. Thor knew he wasn't fine, rather the opposite but he was in no position to question his honesty so he gave a small and single nod of his head.


    'I saw you with Espresso.' He reverted his gaze away from the scenery and back to the tomcat, his lips tugged lightly into a smirk. He didn't mind that everyone thought that he and Espresso were an official item though when spoke about it, the orange and white tabby did become rather flustered. "We're just friends." He corrected quietly, ears pivoted intently forward as his smirk fell back into a polite, nonchalant line.


    "I'm doing fairly well ...things have been gradually getting better." He shrugged his big, broad shoulders as he spoke, fluent in casual conversation. "And I see you are with Icepaw now?" He couldn't feel some were being hypocritical about her pregnancy compared to Faunapaw's. Still, he hated the girl.