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    "It's fine." Amberwing replied cooly, tail-tip twitching as she eyed the rushed tom. "You're supposed to go and patrol the ShadowClan border with Owlflight, as well as renew the scent markers. We sent him out already. You should be able to follow his sent trail to catch up with him." Yarrowclaw piped up for Amberwing, climbing to her paws.


    "We should get going now, Amerwing." She meowed, shaking her shaggy, dark grey pelt as she turned and disappeared down the thorn tunnel. Amberwing paused a moment, looking over Riverstream before turning and rushing after her friend. Her golden pelt was soon swallowed up by the shadows of the thorn tunnel.



    Owlflight had slowed down since she first began setting out for the border. Her shoulders were slouched, her large paws dragging through the dirt with every step. She had grown weary of trying to pick them up and walk normally. She thought she could take her precious time alone to try and regain some of her strength.


    Her head was lowered, and soon she found her eyes fluttering closed. Within the next couple of seconds she had managed to trip over a root, falling forwards and landing harshly, the wind being knocked from her chest. She forced herself back up to her paws immediately, wheezing and gasping for breath.

    [img width=471 height=510]http://th07.deviantart.net/fs7…ewhitedevil66-d41a8kt.png[/img]


    After a while longer of staring at the black screen, probably about 15 minutes, she stood up. It wouldn't hurt to just go and say hi. She could maybe then give him her room number, so he could come and visit her instead. She felt a bit of pressure having to decide whether it was a good time to go or not, but she couldn't get the thought of him out of her mind, and it was beginning to kind of frustrate her. Yeah, she had made a new friend, and she was excited about it, but it didn't really feel right to always have the thought of him bugging her.

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    Luumas exited her dorm quietly, smoothing down her slightly ruffled skirt with a hand as she looked around herself. It had seemed to suddenly become busy around her. There were a lot of people, and though they were mostly girls, she say some guys.


    She began to make her way back to the school, but this time, instead of going into it, she walked straight past it. She soon found herself in an area much like the girl's, except instead of there being girls all over the place there were guys. She tried her best to go by unnoticed, but it didn't really work. She could feel the gaze of many on her as she walked along, eyes scanning the doors for the number '103'. Finally she found it.


    She stepped up to the door uncertainly, hesitating a second before rapping her knuckles on the hard wood twice. She then stepped back, staring expectantly at the door, just hoping that she had heard him correctly when he had told her his room number.

    Owlflight was scowling when Riverstream returned, not happy at all. "I can do my share of work, you know! I'm fine!" She snapped in her gruff, mock-tom voice, shoving past him. Though she tried to appear tough, it was clear how exhausted she was. Her moves were rather clumsy, and her paws still were so close to dragging through the dirt.


    She still pushed on, though, ears pinned back against her head and an angry huff expressing her anger. Inside, she was scared, though. It was going to become clear to the clan soon that she wasn't just getting fat... That she wasn't a male... That she was pregnant. She didn't even know how it happened, or who the father was. She had considered that StarClan cursed her with kits to try and expose her because they were angry, but it didn't really make much sense when she thought about it for a while.

    [img width=471 height=510]http://th07.deviantart.net/fs7…ewhitedevil66-d41a8kt.png[/img]


    "What's the rush?" She asked in a small, rather surprised squeak, turning to face him after he had ushered her inside. Her bright blue eyes sparkled with curiosity, head tilted slightly to the side. Her hands were hidden in the folds of her skirt, ears pricked and crystal optics wide as she gazed at him. At least he had been happy to see her.

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    She turned around, looking about herself at her new surroundings. "It's nice." She commented with a small giggle, a big smile placing itself on her lips. She walked over to his couch, plopping herself down on it and leaning back with a sigh. After a second she kind of got a look as if she had just remembered something important. "Oh, yeah, I forgot to give you my dorm number earlier. It's 267, so you know for later."

    "Shut up." She hissed under her breath to him, claws unsheathing and sinking into the dirt as she tried to quicken her pace. She didn't want to be on this patrol at all. She wished she could be curled up in her soft nest inside of the warrior's den, deep asleep, so she could dream of how life was when she wasn't pregnant. She never felt sick, never had gotten exhausted, was the best warrior int he clan, and she had always brought back the most prey in her patrol, unless it was a day of bad hunting, of course, and prey was scarce.


    She shook her head to rid herself of her worries about the future and wished of being curled up in her warm nest to pause and reset a marker, then quickly continue on. The sooner they got done the better.

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    Luumas giggled softly, covering her mouth with a hand as she smiled at him. "What where you doing before I got here, if you don't mind me asking. You seemed happy to see me." She let her hand rest back in her lap, a big smile still on her face and cat ears perked. "I would be happy to join you, especially since it was so boring alone back at my place."

    It wasn't long before Owlflight showed up, looking as annoyed as ever. She was muttering something angrily under her breath as she approached. She opened her mouth to say something, but instead a strangled cry of pain came out, oddly feminine. Her face twisted into a look of terror as she fellt to the ground, breath coming out in ragged gasps.


    Her claws sunk into the soft dirt, tearing up at it as her mouth opened and closed. It looked as if she were trying to say something, or scream again in pain, but couldn't get anything out. Her sides were heaving, tail lashing back and forth across the ground.

    [img width=471 height=510]http://th07.deviantart.net/fs7…ewhitedevil66-d41a8kt.png[/img]


    Luumas felt her face turn a light shade of soft pink as she burst out laughing, having trouble trying to contain it. She tried to talk multiple times during her laughing fit, but it only came out as gibberish. Finally, after it had passed and she was catching her breath, she giggled out,"That was adorable!" As she rested a hand on her side, sinking back comfortably into the couch cushions as she chuckled softly.

    The strange attack began to ebb away until Owlflight was left laying on the ground, limp and almost completely still. She shuddered and gasped for breath, tail curling protectively over her slightly bulging belly. She looked completely worn out, just on the edge of fading away into a deep sleep. She was so thankful that Riverstream had decided to stick around instead of run off to the medicine cat and tell him of her strange 'seizure'.


    She let her eyes flutter closed, trying her best to stay awake as she regained her strength. "Pl...ease... Don't... tell... an... nyone..." She barely managed to gasp out. Her voice was so quiet, just barely a whisper.

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    "Nom nom nom nom!" She giggled as she pretended to chew on one of his arms, trying to hold him down with one hand with she tickled him with the other. Her sides ached, too, but it was so much fun! She had always had a droll, boring life. She had never been tickled before, or tickled anyone, or was allowed to have any fun. Now she was finally getting to experience being a kid, though it was at an older age.

    Owlflight felt herself beginning to get annoyed with the constant commentary on her weight. She wasn't sneaking in any prey at all! She was actually starving herself eating the normal amount a cat should eat, when she should be eating much more. It took all she had to bite her tongue to keep from screaming out her secret. She felt so odd being carried by the tom. She was so close to him. She usually preferred to stay away from others, but he had just casually slipped under her like it was nothing. He probably didn't really think of Owlflight in the same way the others did.

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    She suddenly stopped, sitting back. She had just completely... Stopped. The smile had vanished from her lips, color fading from her face to leave it pale. She sat silently for a moment, then shrieked, tears beginning to stream down her face.


    Her hands flew up to her face, first covering her eyes, trying to stop the tears, then moved up to her hair to grip it tightly. Such a deep terror was etched across her face, and she couldn't stop sobbing and screaming as if she had just witnessed a brutal murder take place right in front of her.

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    Luumas tried desperately to pull away, sobbing uncontrollably. She tried to say something, but because of her sobbing it came out as gibberish. She finally forced herself away from him, falling off the couch and onto the ground. She curled up into a tight ball, hugging her knees close to her chest and burying her face in her skirt. It sounded as if she was repeating something over and over against under her breath, but it was very hard to make out.