Posts by Ambervine

Reedpaw felt a flash of annoyance. Stupid WindClan/ He almost had to bite his tounge to keep the bitter words from tumbling out of his mouth. He hated WindClan. They had killed his mother, at least one warrior did. He didn't quite know who it was, but he swore he'd recognize his face if he ever saw it again. He stifiled a soft sigh and nudged her gently. "Well..." His thoughts broke as he smelt her sweet aroma... He pulled away quickly. "Well." He cleared his throat. "Do you want to go back? Are you strong enough?" He asked, noting her shaking legs.

He gave her head a small lick. "Yeah, wow. This place is amazing."

The dark cat rolled onto his feet and jumped up, growling. He lunged at the cat and dug his claws into her chest, pinning her down. "Answer me." He snarled, mouth a whisker length away from her ear. He did not his own blood being spilled on his territory.

Reedpaw's green eyes flickered with emotion. He sighed regretfully. "We should get going..." He looked at the sky, the sun setting.

He growled, relaxing his muscles. She was just a kitten. Maybe a little bit older, but no matter, she was still young. He tore away from her and stood on the ground beside her. "Your a Clanner? What are you doing here?"

He narrowed his eyes and nodded. He looked around and saw Angel on the ground. HEe tore over to her. "Oh, no." HE meowed. "What happened?"

Bramblefoot shuffled his paws. He gestured Snowfern to follow him. He sat down beside the little glowing pool. He waited for Snowfern.

He nodded and started padding toward the border. He really didn't want her to leave. Maybe he could meet her at the border again... He juggled his thoughts around. Not paying attention, he fell into a little puddle, the muddy water soaking his ears. He made a gurgling noise and sat up swiftly. He gave Dovepaw an embarassed glance.

Stormclous nodded his big gray head, smiling at Asheskit. "She looks like me." He purred, then remembered these were not his kits. He licked his chest fur in embarassment.

Reedpaw watched her run off, baffled. "Meet me here at moonhigh..." He shivered with excitement, feeling as if he could run through all the territories 4 times. HE smiled, turned, and tore back to his camp. HE couldn't wait till moonhigh.

He sat there, thinking a minute, wondering why no one had asked his name, yet. He pushed that thought aside and asked, "Will you be okay?" He sniffed her head gently.

OOC: Yess

Reedpaw looked up at the sky, the faded moon's light growing stronger. It was almost moonhigh. He looked around sleepily, and stretched. He padded over to a senior warrior on watch and meowed, "I'm going hunting." The warrior gave him a suspicious look. "Isn't it a little late to be hunting on your own?"
"I can't sleep. Might as well make myself useful."
The warrior grunted an agrement and sat down, gazing at the stars. Reedpaw slipped past him and ran to the Windclan border catiously. He inhaled a deep breath and crouched, fur bristling as a Windclan patrol ran by. He brethed a sigh of relief when they had gone, and approched the border, sat, and waited.

He tilted his dark head. "MY name?" He hadn't been expecting them to actually ask him... "My name is Snake."

"Yeah. I'm here." He whispered. He stepped out of the undergrowth, smiling. Her soft fur shone in the moonlight, and he padded forward, resting his brown tabby head on her shoulder, drinking in her sweet scent. "Uh... Hi."

Stormcloud gave her a glance. He sighed. She was obviously hurt, but he had no idea what to do. He sighed and looked around. He spotted a few large stones with a cave. "Hey!" He shouted, suddenly. "How about we move your kits to in there?" He meowed gently.

He took a long breath, and rested his head on her shoulder. "I want to ask you something..." He looked up at the moon, then gazed into Snowfern's sparkling eyes. "Will you be my mate?"

He snorted and gave her a look. "Not really." He spotted a small flicker of movement from the corner of his eye. He instantly crouched and padded forward, silent as a mouse.

Snake worriedly grabbed her scruff and hauled her to the car. "You okay?" He whispered. "Vision?"

Bramblefoot felt a stab of pain and embarassment. He wasn't expecting that answer. "U-Uh..." He stuttered. "I g-guess not..." He swallowed a lump in his throat and turned away.

"Oh..." He sighed in relief.