Posts by Fedora

Character Name: Honeydrop

Gender: Female

Clan/Group{if any}: ThunderClan

Rank{if any}: Warrior

Appearance: Pretty smoke torbie with white. Her eyes are gold.

Personality: Sweet and shy.

History: N/a

i posted in the wrong clan, so if someone could delete this i'd appreciate it

A pretty smoke torbie lay at the back of the warriors' den, too scared to talk to anyone. She couldn't work up any courage to meet others.. And if she couldn't meet others.. She'd never fulfil her dream of having someone to love her and hold her in not only good, but bad times also. It almost brought tears to her eyes.. She didn't even have a friend to talk to. Honeydrop blinked her kindly gold eyes and stood up, trembling a little. "H-hello?" She meowed, looking around shyly for someone she could try and talk to, hopefully a tom.

Character Name: Crowmist

Gender: Tom

Clan/Group{if any}: RiverClan, used to be ShadowClan

Rank{if any}: Warrior

Appearance: Pure black with ice blue eyes

Personality: Smooth and confident

History: He used to be a ShadowClan warrior but ran away after he caught his former mate cheating on him and took refuge in RiverClan

Honeydrop jumped a bit at the sound of a tom, and she looked away, flustered. "I'm.. I'm H-Honeydrop." She stuttered, already feeling embarassed and just wanting to go away and hide.

A handsome, pure-black tom sat on the opposite river bank, his eyes screwed shut as little tears went down his face. It hadn't been very long since he'd come to this clan, after running away from ShadowClan. His former mate.. He'd caught her cheating on him.. He couldn't even bear it, he had to run away. RiverClan took him in, but he was still a miserable wreck a lot of the time. It seemed no-one could fill the hole in his heart... I need someone to fix me.. But no-one will even look at me because I was formerly in ShadowClan.. I'm pathetic.. Looking up at the sound of pawsteps, he saw a rather pretty ginger and white apprentice. "... Hello.." He sniffled.

"Just.. Just us? .. I.." She looked away, embarassed. "I've only been hunting on my own before.."

".. O-okay.." She whispered, blushing a bit when she felt his tail curl with hers. "W-well, we should.. we should go then." The she-cat stuttered. Was it normal for a tom she just met to be so open to her?.. Usually when she tried to talk to others, they wouldn't even hear her.. Maybe this tom was different.

[ we can just stay in this thread if you want]

Honeydrop smiled a bit and walked beside him, feeling his body heat through her own skin and smiling just a bit more. "Can you smell any prey?" She whispered, her magnificient gold eyes flicking up to meet his own eyes, but she wasn't able to gold the gaze for very long because she grew quickly nervous and shy.

"I can try." She smiled a little, stalking forward and pausing every now and then to trace it. When she'd located it, she crouched and then pounced, but the mouse heard her and was able to get away. Honeydrop slowly returned to Bramblepelt, looking sadly at her paws. "I-.. I couldn't even catch it.. Am I that pathetic?.. I can't even catch a mouse.."

"Okay." She nodded, watching him and smiling. He's a pretty good hunter, too. I can see that in how he moves. Honeydrop thought to herself, starting to like this Bramblepelt a bit more. "I'll go try again.." She whispered, turning tail and pursuing another mouse. Quietly, she stalked it, and then pounced, catching it with ease. The smoke torbie returned to the tom and grinned, moving towards him excitedly. "I did it~!"

"You think so?" She mumbled, pressing her muzzle to his chest as if to question him. Smiling quaintly, she sat down and leant the back of her head against him. ".. So.. Brambleclaw.. I-I'm just wondering.. And you don't have to answer.. Do you have a special someone in your life?.." She whispered, blushing pretty badly as she stared down at her paws.

Traits: I am a a fluffy she-cat with determination in my eyes and a lithe build. I am deathly afraid of water and will never enter any water, but I learn very quickly from my mistakes.

History: I was born the runt of my litter. I've had a hard time keeping up with the other kits.

"Oh.. Okay.." She mumbled, trying to hide her disappointment and sadness behind a fake smile. She'd put all of her hopes on this tom stupidly, and she felt hurt when he said he already liked someone. "... I see.." Honeydrop whispered, looking away from her paws for a second. ".. I see.."

Cobrapaw sat in the middle of camp, bored out of her mind, and lonely. She didn't know anyone in the clan, really. No friends.. No-one to adore, either. Quietly, she lay her head on her paws and closed her eyes, daydreaming of warrior toms.. Daydreaming of a warrior tom and herself, being together. The few cats she did know thought she was weird for liking older toms, they laughed at her too. But what could be better than a big strong tom to protect her? Even if it was just an apprentice tom, she would be greatful.. She was just so alone.. It would be nice to have someone shelter her. Sighing, the magnificent grey-blue tabby yawned and looked around, to see another cat. "Well, good morning."

"W-what?" She mumbled, turning around and looking at him with her beautiful gold gaze. "R-really?.. You mean it?.. Because.. The real reason I was asking if you had a special someone in your heart.. It was because I.. I like you a lot.. You.. You're the only warrior who's even noticed me.. A-and you're so kind and sweet.. and.. I just.." She stammered, blushing profusely.

"I-I mean it too." She whispered into his ear, leaning her muzzle against his neck a little, a soft, happy smile on her face. "You.. You're s-single, yes?.. And.. And I'm single.." Honeydrop whispered, starting to say something but choking on the words and finding herself unable to continue.

[okay see you then ^w^]

"I.. I don't think I've ever felt this way before.. .. It's that feeling.. It makes me want.. want to stay with you.. forever.." She mumbled softly, shifting so she was sitting in front of him. "B-brambleclaw.. Be.. Be... Be my mate?.." The beautiful torbie whispered, leaning forward and nipping gently at the fur on his chest, a small sign of affection.

Traits: I am a a scruffy-coated she-cat with mysterious eyes and a half-length tail. I am very kind and gentle.

History: When my parents mysteriously disappeared, I was adopted by a kindly queen.

"Hello." A light brown tabby she-cat mumbled, stepping forward and glancing down to the grey-blue and white tom. "You look rather miserable, if you don't mind me saying." Lemongaze murmured.