Posts by SilverpeltQueen

Silverpelt widened her eyes then narrowed them in that 'I'm-going-to-kill-whoever-did-this' type of way. "Windclanner! Our own clan mate!" She hissed, tears still streamed down her face. "Brightflower..." A low growl arrose in her chest, her fur bristling.

"Yes, Hawk?" Jamoca smiled, letting her nose stay against his. She let out a laugh as he pretty much yowled the 'Really!?' Her attention went to his answer now, so she made sure she stayed quiet.

All Silverpelt knew was that the small scent of Windclan lingered. Maybe it was because she was close to Windclan and all, but she didn't know. By the marks of claws and bites she saw, it looked like cats too. "I think your right." Wait! Silver had no clue of who this tom was....and why he was so odd looking. He was a wild cat! "Um...who are you exactly?"

"Oh....uh..." Jamoca gulped slightly, sitting on her haunches and debating. She loved the rogue life, no rules....just freedom. But her heart belonged to Hawk's, and she loved him. "What about the tree hollow...and..." Jamoca stopped herself and nuzzled her cheek against Hawk's. "Yes."

"I'm Silverpelt....which I think you already knew." Silverpelt sighed and looked at her friend as they padded along. This was so hard on her. Her heart was crushed into little pieces. The icy blue orbs of the she-cat soon went back to sadness as she caught Swiftshadow's eyes.

Jamoca purred loudly and licked his nose back. Her heart fluttered high and her spirits rose. This was perfect. "I love you, Hawk!"

Silverpelt looked at Hatchet fang. "I know... We were like sisters to each other." A sigh of sadness escaped her lips as the camp was now in her sight.

"I will definitally come." Silverpelt meowed softly. A long sigh escaping her lips as the air seemed to blow softly around her fur as they padded into camp.

OOC- Sure!

Jamoca smiled and licked his head as he nuzzled her flank. This was an amazing moment. But, what if Jamoca didn't like the clan? Or...she became mean to other cats like she normally was? And in battles....when she craved the taste of blood....would she like that side of her?

OOC- Sure thing!

Orangestream, a orange and white Turkish Van she-cat, padded along into the gathering. 'Another one, already!?' She complained inside her head until the sight of a very familiar cat peeked her interest. "Birchtail..." The bright smile has shown again on her face. Her small paws were off, heading towards him.

Silverpelt padded along into the gathering, crouching low to escape to harsh snow and wind which stung her face slightly. But, she honestly like ied!

Leopardstorm was alredy here, sitting under a tree just like last time.

"Honestly, it more of healed on it's own. The medicine cat really didn't appear." Orangestream explained, but she had some experience with healing. Only a little. But her gash wasn't to serious, so that was good.

'Birchtail....' Her mind thought. 'How I love seeing you again.' As Orangestream started to become distracted by her thoughts, she spoke out. "I'm glad to see you again Birchtail! It seemed like...forever since I've seen you last." The she-cat purred with delight.

Silverpelt laid down beside Swiftshadow and licked her fur softly. Praying to Starclan in her mind. 'Take care of her, Starclan. I loved her, and I hope she will be happy. And I know, Swiftshadow, yes...speaking to you up there! I hope you will protect me.'

"Sounds great!" Jamoca smiled. As she spoke, a yawn krept to her jaws and interrupted her talking. "Um..maybe we could rest first?" She hoped that he would let her sleep. But, it honestly didn't matter. She liied to stay up late.

Orangestream looked up at him as he licked her head. But as he turned away she let out a small laugh. Not at him, just because he was so sweet. "Birchtail..." The she-cat called and licked his cheek in return, a loud purr still lingered in her throat. "Nope...things have been normal. Boring."

"Yeah. Thats all I've heard also." Orangestream replyed in return to his other question. As the cold wind blew through her pelt, the snow stuck to her. It was quite funny actually. Since she had longer fur, the snow clumped and hung onto her pelt, making her pelt heavy to lug around though. "Argh..." She huffed, watching the clumps form.

"Anyways.....um...." As Orangestream was going to look back at him, her nose brushed against his as he was shaking his head. "Oh.......uhem....." The she-cat gulped and quickly looked down at her hidden paws. Now she felt hot under her pelt too. Friends...they were friends. But...she did have to admit that she sort of...kind of, had a crush on Birchtail.

Orangestream's eyes looked at his pelt from the corners. Yes, he also had the clumps as well. "The bad thing of winter. They also weigh yourself down so you can't walk!" The she-cat meowed then finally looked at him.

Orangestream looked at Birchtail as he finally looked at her. His comment of the camoflauge- it made her giggle. "Huh....I wonder if we will even beable to hear the leaders for once! But... at least we have each other." She smiled slightly. 'Orangestream...what are you saying!? That was so corny!' She thought but shook her head. She remembered when he left her at that other gathering...will he do that same?

OOC- Be right back. I got to shower.

"Maybe...to see me?" Orangestream gasped as she wanted to say something, but not that! She instantly looked away, not even glancing at him. 'Stupid she-cat! Orangestream...you need to relax.'

Orangestream looked back over to him. How sweet was that! Okay, it was probebly so she wouldn't feel as embarressed, but whatever. a loud purr soon sounded from her throat. "So uh....." As the wind blew again, making the snow sitng her pelt, she shifted closer to him.