Posts by Derek

"No, I'm fine. Really." he mewed. He backed away some more, then he fell on his back. "Ah!" he yelled, he landed on his scratches.

"Ok." he sighed, "Be honest. How bad is it?" he lied down on his belly to let her examine his wounds.

Drake mewed, "Well it doesn't hurt too bad. Besides, I'm a grown tom, I can take it." he stood up.

He smiled and mewed, "Do you mind if I show you something?"

He stood up straight, licked his paw then wiped his face. "This is everything I wanted to say to you from the say I met you." He began to sing this song........ (I thought this song described their relationship the best)
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He coughed loudly and surprised. "Kits? Um, well...." he paused, "I never thought of me as the fathering type."

He cleared his throat. He walked in front of her, "Well I guess I could be." he smiled awkwardly.

"Yea." he chuckled nervously, "How hard can it be?"

He chuckled, "I guess." he purred.

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"What's wrong?" he asked.

Drake didn't know what to say to that. He lied down.

Drake's head was in the clouds. He was worried about being a father.

Drake had a lot on his mind.

ic: Drake fell asleep next to her.

ooc: ok I'll see you.

It was morning. Drake woke up and yawned. Now the two cats had their own home. It was in no clan, under a large pine tree. The tree's pine needles, blocked the cats from being seen by badgers and other predators. It was a good place for shelter from rain and snow, and was good shade under the hot sun in summer. He got up and stretched, careful not to wake up GoldenBlossom. He went for his morning stroll, as always.

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Drake came back from his stroll. He walked back to the home, as he saw that GoldenBlossom was awake he mewed, "Oh, you're up." he smiled and licked her.

"Yea." he mewed, "Something on your mind?" he asked, looking in her eyes, knowing she was thinking something over.

He looked at her and frowned. He couldn't feel what she was feeling, he would never be a mother. Then he smiled and nuzzled her, as he found the perfect thing to say,
"What ifs, are just possibilities. But if you begin thinking of new possibilities, you won't worry. Like, what if our kit is beautiful, what if our kit is fun to play with, what if our kit becomes the best warrior of them all some day."

He lied down next to her. "Nothing will happen to our kit." he smiled, "I mean, they'll have your beauty, and my strength, your independance, my wits." he mewed.

"Of course." he smiled he moved some of the tree branches with his paw for her to go through.