Posts by Mockinglullaby

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    [justify][color=#f1e4b2]She was a bit oblivious to the relationship problems that coursed threw the veins of this clan, and up until now, she had never considered it that of her problem. "Icebreaker, are you alright?" Bombshellpaw called softly, eying the calico with a cautious copper optics. The sandy coloured apprentice teetered closer to her, trying to keep a steady paw as she was pregnant. "Is there something going on?" She was merely curious, and if at all possible, wished to help the mate of her "father".


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    [justify][color=#f1e4b2]The scent of BloodClan danced around her impregnated body and in an instant, her rosy nose was scrunching up, a look of distaste masking her beautiful features. The once graceful girl waltz towards Ceryls, also known as Renegadeblood, pausing to flank Icebreaker in case this creature did suddenly decide to lash out. "Yeah, we don't want to fight anymore," She called out lightly, copper optics narrowed slightly as she watched with a great amount of cautious curiosity.


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    [justify][color=#f1e4b2]Her copper optics fell upon Renegadeblood with sheer confusion. She flashed Icebreaker a brief look and then approached the "intruder". "If you are our clanmates, then who are we?" She lightly inquired, knowing for certain that this Cerys would most likely know one of the three who had gathered to confront her.


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    [justify][color=#f1e4b2]It had pained her to watch Frostbite propose to his calico wife and it would deeply pain her to watch the service, yet she approached. A small frown was curving her usually smile-baring maw and she teetered precariously over dainty paws, trying not to fall because of the bulge within her stomach. She cursed Gallium for impregnating her, for making her have to deliver kittens at such a young age. It wasn't right and so many things could go wrong, things that she had kept her up every night, causing her once thin body to toss and turn and squeal in excruciating agony.


    She had one nasty secret though, and while nobody would believe that she killed an innocent being and stole their life force, she would stilly carry it to her grave. She did not have any plans of dying once more. With a heavy sigh, the tan creature slipped next to Frostbite, a wavering breath fleeing from her clasped muzzle as she peered up at him, trying to suppress a shudder of foreign emotions. "Your so lucky... Finding real love," She murmured, a glance towards her stomach suddenly becoming in order. "Congratulations, your almost married."


    And with that, she flickered into invisibility to allow a few tears to fall from her eyes, tears that were generated by nobody else but Starbucks, who bore memories of good times when his heart belonged to Twistkissed.


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    [justify][color=#f1e4b2]Her life was beginning to look up, although she was pregnant, she was looking at the good within things, trying to bear a smile upon her face despite the constant pains. She hated being around the depressed felines, though, it dragged a fragile a spirit down so far that it made her own soul ache, and in truth, Bombshellpaw had been pondering ways in which she could end all the sadness, restore SunClan to that of its former glory.


    But that was wistful thinking.


    Now aimlessly wandering the corridors, the stir of voices caught her attention and lured her in, interest obviously piqued. "Fauna? Are you alright?" The little beauty inquired, deep copper optics tinted with sheer worry towards the female.


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    [justify]The impregnated figure slunk to the ground, copper optics lost in thought for a moment as she studied Faunalife. There was something different about the pretty she-cat, something that was irregular as it was unnatural. Of course, she could not place her dainty paw upon it. A sigh escaped her maw and the sandy girl rolled her shoulders in a shrug, merely trying to accept the words that fell from the female's mouth. "Alright, but if anything is ever bothering you, you can come talk to me." The offer was a bit blunt considering that this was her first time interacting with the former mate of Nineteen, but she was attempting to be friendly, to actually appear as a cat who other's could come to, to confide with.


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    [justify][color=#f1e4b2]A sandy coloured creature sat, alone, on the front steps of the school. Her copper optics were focused upon her dainty paws, a sigh tumbling from her lips as she attempted to wake from a wistful fantasy. When one was pregnant there was not much to do, and yet Bombshellpaw had no interest in following the rules, and so, with a cough to clear her throat, the slightly large apprentice strode to where most felines typically sat this time of day.


    "Would anybody like to accompany me in a hunting patrol?" She called out, cocking her head to the side in a quizzical manner.


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    [justify][color=#f1e4b2]A smile curved her lips as her copper gaze fell upon Lacey, Fauna, and Cerberus, generally thrilled by the interest she had accumulated so quickly. But her euphoria was short lived and in a moment, she was scampering backward, a look of sure terror masking her soft features. Her voice was claimed instantly, a shudder coursing threw her body as she studied Gallium carefully, knowing what he did to her. "You..." Bombshellpaw croaked, her tone thick with terror as she cast a wistful glance upon her stomach.


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    [justify]Spying the conversing felines, Bombshellpaw was instantly interested, a curious glimmer dancing within her copper eyes. A small smile decorated her maw as she looked upon Clementine, liking her the moments that her gaze fell upon her. "I could escort her to the leaders den, if you don't mind?" She offered to her clanmate, a toothy grin following every preppy word.


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    [justify][color=#f1e4b2]The sandy coloured girl has offered to escort the lovely RiverClanner to Vertigo in which she may be accepted. And as she stepped into the leader's quarters, her copper optics flashed backwards, seeking out the adorable Clementine so that she could offer her story to the high positions able to accept. "Anyone in here?" She inquired softly.


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    [justify][color=#f1e4b2]She was not the only one that was soon to be a mother, and Bombshellpaw realized this upon sight of Lillium. She briefly wondered if her litter would possess the honor of having a kind father, but in a instant, banished the thought. Don't be envious if she does, Bombshell, keep a cool head, her mind whispered, causing a sigh to tumble from her lips as she approached the Bengal.


    A small smile was suddenly upon her face, though, as her copper optics fell upon Magnus, who, in her opinion was the fucking awesomest warrior that has ever walked the earth. Sure, she admired his qualities, and true, she possessed a tiny crush upon the high position, but in the end her loyalty and heart fell into the paws of Talisman, and nothing was ever changing.


    "Hello you two!" Bombshellpaw cried happily.


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    [justify]She was frozen for a moment, wondering what could possibly have caused Frostbite to slid away like that. But her mind was not shell shocked for long, and in a moment, she was dashing towards him, copper optics tinted with worry as she looked at his cream figure. "Frostbite? What's going on? Please tell me!" The reincarnation of his former daughter pleaded, her eyes holding strong emotions towards the tomcat in front of her.


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    [justify][color=#f1e4b2]The almost cream girl staggered into the medicine room, a look of false drama masking her features as she heaved and exasperated sigh. "Oh my paw! My achin' paw! There be a thorn in this here paw and I don't know what to do! Oh someone, someone save me!" She cried with a grin, sinking to the ground and waiting the presence of the medics.


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    [justify][color=#f1e4b2]"Oh! But Wishy, it hurts so bad! Are those the stars I see? The voices of the deceased whispering in my ear? Save me! This thorn is killing meeee!" She squealed, thrusting out her paw so that the medic could remove the thorn. "Hey, I played that one good, right? I had you "fooled"," She purred with a toothy grin and a hardy laugh.


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    [justify]"That is a good question, because I don't know. Apparently I can't do anything warrior like and it's just so boringggg... Sitting around, doing nothing," Bombshellpaw complained flashing a small smile in the direction of Redpaw, who had joined the pair in their conversation/healing excursion. "And by the way, do you have anything to ease stomach cramps? It's either these kittens or that mouse I ate earlier," She inquired softly, a purr rumbling in her throat as she shifted her position.


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