He felt his breathing speed up. He wasn't quite sure why... okay maybe he did. It was the she cat before him that was making his knees weak. Weak with longing. "Sorrelfall... would you consider us friends? I know we just met... but I don't have as many as I'm sure you do. I'd like to consider you a friend." He meowed earnestly. Quite taken away by her attractiveness.
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"Agree-" His voice was cut off as a heavy body slammed into him. The wind was knocked out of the young kittypet. He scrambled, trying to scratch his attacker... land a blow of some sort. He was desperate to fight back, but alas he had no training and all attempts were futile. He hissed angrily.
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"Sorrelfall!" He screeched, running to his friend... crush... whatever you wanted to call her. That didn't matter. What did matter was that she was hurt. "Oh Sorrelfall. I'm so sorry! This is all my fault... I wasn't strong enough." The sensitive tom wailed. "Can you hear me?" He mreowed, to afraid to move her for fear he may cause her more pain.
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He yowled as loud and distressing as he could so his twolegs would hear him. They soon came running and scooped the two cats in thier arms, taking them inside. Their worried voices cascaded across the warm house. His house. He never left her side, for fear she might leave him.
"Yes, she'll go to the vet tomorrow." One said.
"Yes, that nasty leg wound and head wound will need fixing. It looks to me as if she's been spayed... but if she's somebody else's cat we have no right to anywho." Another replied. -
The next day....
The vets put her asleep momentarily as they fixed her up. They too seemed not to notice the fact she was indeed not spayed. When she arrived home, he laughed to see she wore 'the cone of shame' "Don't you look wonderful?" He meowed, nuzzling her affectionately.
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IC: "Rest, Sorrelfall." He soothed her, laying her back down on the couch. A few hours later, and they were at the vet again, the surgeon fixing her eye as best as they could.
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She's going to die!
Oh gosh... I guess I should plan his too, huh?IC: Henry stretched his front legs, gasping for morning air. He'd just awoken.
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Today was the day. She was well enough to move back into the forest. He purred, rubbing up against her fondly. "Are you ready to go back... I'd go with you." He purred.
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"What?" He gasped, his eyes shining with both excitement and shock. "M-my kits... our kits?" He purred. "That's fantastic!" He purred. The tuxedo tom nuzzled her happily. He gazed into her eyes, beaming with pride for them.
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"I should like to name one Spark... for the spark that brought us together." He said thoughtfully, as he curled up with her on the twoleg bed.
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"I've always found clan names beautiful and mysterious." He agreed.
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He followed her, noticing the difference.
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"Don't I always?" She said pulling a silly face.
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The orange cat chuckled. "Alright, I won't fight over you... some cats can get on my nerves, but I can try my best." His blue eyes glimmered with a kind laugh.
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"Do I scare you, my queen?" He breathed slowly.
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OOC- We both can. I thought I might let you, because I don't know what you have planned to happen.
IC- They reached down for her.
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Back at home, the young male paced with worry for his beloved.
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OOC- I'm enjoying seeing what you come up with 4 them. Please continue.
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She leaned foreward, beckoning him with her finger.