Posts by Nyxsiren

[align=center][size=7pt]no, of course not. ^^

-- update! saga is now a prefect of scarclan.

[align=center][size=7pt]thanks! psst, she's young to be a mama too, but that ain't stoppin' her! GO SAGA GO! ahem ...

[align=center][font=georgia][size=8]The Windclan femme limped as fast as she could to him, finally meeting him as he raced toward her. She blinked into his vivid blue eyes, catching her reflection in them. Her eyes flicked upward for a moment, seeing the raven. She blushed a bit at the extra company and just meowed quickly. "I'm happy to see you again."

[align=center][size=7pt]YES, SAGA HAS SOME WORDS FOR HIM!
and i finally have a name for her but no one's gonna hear it except for the two people i already told. i dun wanna jinx it.

[align=center][font=georgia][size=8]'But for how long?'

His words hit her hard. How ... how could he say that? She was his mate, the girl he was married to, it was now practically her job to stay beside him. Her golden eyes stared at the ground below for a moment, before she pushed herself up from the ground. Her eyes were on his profile, but when he turned to look at her, she smiled. Sadly and unseen, but she let it show in her emotions.

Her paw reached over to rest atop of his, flexing her toes for a moment at the pain. Her neck reached out, slowly rolling her tongue from his nose to his forehead. "Forever, Sacred." She whispered into the top of his head. "You'll always have me. If the time comes and you want to let go, I'll go with you. I love you."

[align=center][font=georgia][size=8][ just gonna state this is as after the meeting. ]

As his scent, her aqua orb slowly rolled open. His ginger-striped pelt flashed in her peripheral vision, drawing a slow, longing purr out of her throat. Kol. She let her eyelid droop over back over her eye, only to feel him against her a moment later. Her head butted against his, craning her neck to plant him a kiss on the cheek before the space between them entirely. "Mmm, not anymore."

Staying pressed against him a moment longer, Saga kicked out her back limbs to flip more so on her back than on her side to reveal their kits to Maikol. "They're getting so big." She whispered to him with that breathy, motherly tone she had adopted. Her eyes poked down to the curve of her stomach, watching the bump rise and fall with her breathing. Her multicolored eyes then reached back up to Maikol's sun-yellow hued ones, narrowing playfully.

"You know, I didn't need that position."

[align=center][size=7pt]it's okay, kiwi <3

[align=center][font=georgia][size=8]Her eyes traveled to Event, feeling a bit uneasy around the female. They both loved Maikol, and Saga wasn't quite sure if Eve still did. Saga could just find tension, even if medicine cat apprentice didn't see it. But Saga smiled her thanks anyways. "Thank you, Event. Perhaps, if your there when they're born, you could name one. I'm Maikol would like that." Saga murmured, trying to make good conversation with the daughter of Kita.

Her eyes trailed back to Maikol, nodding to him slowly. She would be there.

[align=center][font=georgia][size=8]The longfurred tom sat to the side of the gathering, his attention pivoted towards the growth that surrounded them, back turned to the conversing characters. It wasn't like he could participate with them anyways. But, he did search for his brother, Dreampaw or Dreamcatcher who ever he was now. It didn't matter, Swallowedpaw liked his eldest brother, everybody did. He was the junior deputy and well known, all the she-cats swooned over him, while they seemed to avoid Swallowedpaw.

But yet it didn't matter, couldn't really talk to them anyways.

His brass-coloured eyes remained on his paws, slidding his claws in and out of the ground as he just waited for his clan to return to the camp.

[align=center][font=georgia][size=8]At his kisses, her head rolled back with a purr. Her odd eyes closed out of bliss, her fur burning with the heat of his own. Her worries were then strung high and dry, only focusing on the deputy who hovered over her small, pregnant form. When he nuzzled her nose, her thin eyelids became hidden once more. She placed a white paw on his chest, wiggling her toes to feel the plush of his fur between them. "But, I like you being my mentor." Saga tried as a protest, but knew she didn't have a upperhand in this battle. "Can we still try to train though? I would like to learn how to fight from the Scarclan deputy himself."

The Prefect glanced down at her belly, loving how it looked. "I thought of a name of one. A boy." She purred to him, smiling softly. She was torn between names for girls though, it was kinda difficult, coming up a unique name where there were so many.

[align=center][size=7pt]you can only have one character, and they won't have clan names.

[align=center][font=georgia][size=8]She smiled at his voice, glad to hear it again, southern drawl and all. Her eyes blinked at him and then back at her side. "It's my scar." She turned to her right side, showing him that scar on her left. It was thin but it ran from her shoulder to her thigh. "When I first came back to Windclan, I fell into a hole, scratching up my side pretty bad on rocks." Her eyes flicked back to him, adjusting herself so they were face to face again. "They got me out, but the scar kinda stuck with me, giving me problems when the weather starts changing."

[align=center][font=georgia][size=8]"Can you see more spirits or is it just the one?" Versekit piped up, shuffling out of the back. She was curious if he was gifted like her mother, who could see any spirit that was bound to the world or that came to visit her. Her eyes then trailed over to Grantedwishes, wishing she had something wise to say like him. But in reality, all she had was questions. She just wanted to know everything.

[align=center][font=georgia][size=8]Her ears perked at the names. So she could either be like Libertyflight, Calmskies, or Battlepaw. Well, she did not like Calmskies. He had kits with one of her aunt and now impregnated Battlepaw, who was younger than his first set of kits. Even if they were out of the damned 'l-word', the tom could've waited. Another reason she didn't like the tom was that her mother always thought about him, and always seemed troubled when she did. Versekit did not want to be anything like her unknown father.

And, she couldn't really wrap her head around the whole, 'I-am-three-different-cats' fiasco. "I'm telepathic" She meowed bluntly. She was a freak enough for that already, she didn't want to become other people too. She just wanted to be Versekit. But, she would come around eventually.

[align=center][font=georgia][size=8]Sandpiper flushed a bit. "Coldspark, you don't have to call me ma'am, my name will be just fine." Her amber eyes went to her back leg for a moment, rolling it into a more comfortable position. "No, it's alright. I'm used to it by now." Once again her eyes went overhead, and she then asked the Vanguard. "Who's that" Her tail flicked towards the raven.

[align=center][font=georgia][size=8]"Wolves?" She repeated, blinking up at Trancepaw. Versekit didn't need a gift to see that he was sad. Versekit wanted to ask how Starclan could let that happen, but chewed on her tongue instead. "Can't we just bands the clan together to fight them off?"

[size=7pt]yup, take you time kiwi <3 happy belated birthday!

[align=center][size=7pt]Versekit pranced forward. "Need any help, Dot?' The oher medicine cat quipped.

[align=center][size=7pt]A small gasp escaped her maw. "Do you want some help with this, Grant?" Versekit drawled, pokking her out out from the back.

[align=center][size=7pt]Versekit nodded to Peridotpaw and ran back to get the herbs she needed. Returning, she plopped them on the ground looking at Theadorakit with her bold green eyes. "Can you lay down?" She asked softly.