Posts by DawnWing

The young warrior was just entering camp, and saw her other clan mates sitting next to each other, so she decided to engage maybe in a quick conversation. She aproached slowly, paws padding gently across the ground, and a soft mew came from her ivory jaws "And how are you two this... ok day?" She looked up to see the clear sky, and purred her satisfaction.

She grinned a bit, and looked at the large tom, her green eyes gazing into his. "and what, exactly, is she refusing to do?" She tilted her head a bit. A gentle breeze buffeted her cream fur, and she shook a bit, irriated by the feeling.

She snickered. "Toms... So why wont you eat meat?" She sat beside the other she cat and wrapped her bushy tail around her paws.

(my kittehs pure white.) "Well thats pretty neat! I can respect that. Although I myself believe that to survive, you have to take some lives, whether its your preyes or your enemies. " She flicked her whiskers, then licked her lips, just thinking about a nice juicy rabbit. But she had already eaten her fill, and would wait until it was her rightful turn.
Only once had she eaten more than she should, and she was severely punished.

She flicked her ears. "you shouldve been useful and caught some prey while you were out." Her tone wasnt accusing, just a playful teasing gesture. She purred her amusement.

She touched the tip of her tail to his shoulder tenderly. "we're just havin some fun with you. Please dont be upset." She mewed sympathetically, not realizing she had offended him with her play. "Im sorry for makin ya mad. Honest." She never liked other cats being upset. She didn't like it. Whether they were sad or mad. She especially didnt like it when the emotions were directed towards her.

"Man your bad at hiding your emotions! Whats upsetting you about all of it?" she stroked between his shoulder blades with her tail, and needed her claws in the earth, tearing up the soft dirt. "Is it cause she doesn't eat meat? She just doesn't like killing! Its not that big a deal man! Your such a tom!"

Whisperfur's charcoal tail twitched back and forth as he sat, thinking about the things he used to think of as a kit, that no longer mattered, they were short thoughts, most of them. Except one. His mothers face. A harsh gaze on him as he nursed. He was an accident, his mother never wanted him. He never knew what mothers love was. It was a piece of his life that he longed for, but he usually never let it bother him to much, it was reflected in his personality, he was angry a lot of the time, but he didnt get depressed as he was at the time. He needed his paws in the dirt, watching a leaf blow in the wind, but he was looking past the leaf, into his memories.

She gritt her teeth. Nobody yelled at her. She let out an icy hiss "Dont. Yell at me. I was trying to be nice! Mouse brain!" Her paws neaded the ground more frantically, her rage swelling more and more.

Her shoulders slumped and her gaze fell to the camp floor " I always let my temper get the better of me..." She scuffed her paw through the dirt, angry at her lack of control over her emotions... I always just gotta let it loose... think before you speak!

She padded up quietly, trying to make her presence unknown just incase it would stir his anger again.

She smiled "Now that'll be a tail you can tell the kits when your old enough to be an elder! They'd love it!" She looked up as well to see the pinkish purple sky. "Well goodnight. I think I'm gonna stay up for a bit longer before turning in. Im not much of a sleeper."

He jumped when she spoke, the hair on his back stood straight up, then he relaxed and shook his head. "Yes. I am ok... Im just... tired I guess." He had a soft sadness to his mews as he still swam in the painful river of his memories.

OOC: yes he does. and thank you ^^

IC: He looked down at his paws, his mews soft, as his eyes filled with tears. "Youre very kind..." He let out a sigh, his ears flicking at the memory of his mothers snarl towards him. "My mother hated me... I was an accident. She was very harsh to me..." His mews cracked "Im glad shes dead..." He looked up at the sky, trying to hold back the tears that threatened to fall down his ebony muzzle.
He took a deep breath, trying to calm the tension in his stomach, and he cracked a weak smile. His friend had a sweet smell that tickled his nose.

Nettlepaw approached her slowly, his green eyes taking in her beautiful frame. His tawny ears flicked at the bugs that buzzed around them, trying to keep them away. The rest of his body was like his ears, tawny. He was quite muscular for a young tom, with broad shoulders. He eased down beside her and mewed in a friendly tone "Your going to scare the fish away. Didn't your mother ever say not to play with your food?" He cracked a half grin.

She rested her tail tip inbetween his shoulder blades again "Whats troubling you?" She purred softly, hopeing he would open up to her, despite there little fight.

She swallowed down the lump in her throat, as her mind buzzed with sympathy. She mewed softly "Thats so sad..." Tears filled her eyes as she looked up the stars.

"Theres many reasons to act kit-ish... I wish it was a happier reason though..." She sighed and under her breath "Starclan protect her dreams..."

She looked at him quizically "Songs? Thats very... different." She smiled a bit. She loved different things.

(I never thought of it that way. But now im gonna XD)

She sighed, watching the leaves blow in the night breeze "My mother never sang to me. I don't think it was anything bad, I just think she didn't like to sing." she huffed again, shaking her head "Its a true shame she lost her mother so young..."