Boltheart woke up, "Oh, hi Blizzardstorm, Frostleap. Find anything on patrol?"
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Name: Flickerpaw
Age: 6 moons
Gender: Tom
Rank: Med. Apprentice
Mate/Crush/Kits: None
Other: Orange with green eyes
Really nimble and fast
Loyal
Silly
Caring
Helpful
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Boltheart looked up at her and smiled.
I love you too...
"Really?" -
-10 Minutes into the forest -
"Ugh, Patrols are so boring. nothing ever happens here!" Cougarfang whined.
"Well do you want a cat too kill one of us?" Hawkfether said annoyingly.
"Lets get back too camp?" Dustcloud suggested, "What do you thing, Stormypelt?" -
Boltheart licked her, "I love you too..."
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"That's more exciting," Cougarfang had a glinter in his eyes.
"Woah, wait a minute. My leg still hurts from that fall," Dustcloud frowned. -
Flickertail walked up to them and made smooching sounds, "Mwah Mwah Mwah," she teased.
"Your so childish, " he commented, batting her away. -
"Who're you?" Hawkfeather asked, "Such a show off.." Cougarfang mumbled.
"Friend of yours?" Dustcloud looked at Stormypelt. -
"Heh..." Flickertail backed away, embarrassed.
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"Who are you." Dustcloud eyed him suspiciously.
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Boltheart tipped his head. "Lead the way."
Flickertail stared at Blizzardstorm. (for some odd reason)
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"So what do you want to talk about?" Boltheart asked.
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"You have a name, don't you?" Hawkfeather lowered his ears..
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"You... Want kits?" he was surprised by this answer.
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Boltheart sat, and waited for more answers.

Kits? -
Skyscar went higher, going past the leaves of the tree to hide, but have a clear sight of the she-cat.
I was sent to annihilate her.. he thought. But I can't. -
" If you want kits..." he started...
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He hesitated.
"I can be your mate..."
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Boltheart sat.
Silence is good.. Right
He twitched with A twinge of anxiety. -