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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Nov 30, 2018 20:07:36 GMT -5
(finally on for a reasonable amount of time!!! replying once I get something else done)
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Dec 1, 2018 8:29:37 GMT -5
Greysmoke - - - PrecipiceClan Camp, Iceheart, Lycaonia . Nodding in agreement, ears twitching with a degree of frustration that he had been caught out in what he had been thinking, as he preferred to maintain a neutral outlook on life, or at least convince his clanmates that was what he was feeling even if the truth of it varied. She's observant, he told himself watching her carefully, remember that. The older tom aimed to learn at least something with every conversation he held with another, one of the sole purposes he saw in socialisation. To learn more, something that might well prove to be an advantage at a later time. "If you say so," he replied calmly before his silence could give hint that his brain was whirring with thoughts outside of the prospective hunt. "I am sure he will behave himself," it was as close to a compliment a warrior would likely hear from the muscled tom. Watching carefully as his companion departed from the clearing aiming for the apprentice's den, Greysmoke let out a low sigh as he waited as patiently as he could manage. Boredom making his paws itch.
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Post by collided on Dec 1, 2018 15:04:02 GMT -5
(Hi, everyone. Weird day for me. Totally dislocated my hip last night in my sleep and woke up with my leg numb. It feels more or less how it should feel now, but whaaaat? Trying to decide if I want to make Rainsplash be an annoying young warrior and ask to tag along with Greysmoke and Iceheart, plus apprentice, because she's also bored and Dawnthief hasn't named a hunting patrol yet.)
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Dec 1, 2018 15:07:59 GMT -5
(oh no colli, I hope you're ok that doesn't sound fun at all hope it starts feeling better soon!
we could give Shadow and Falcon a go if you'd like? oh lord their ship name is Shadowfalcon or Falconshadow, that is badass!)
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Post by collided on Dec 1, 2018 15:34:14 GMT -5
(Thanks. Me too. Luckily turns out there's a new state program for people like me that have connective tissue diseases, so I might get some more help with treatment. Maybe I can eventually get to "can play wheelchair basketball" level of cool lmao.
Ooooh. That is such a cool ship name. Nice, nice. I chose well in the naming thing lol. But, yes, sure. ^^ I'm not sure when others will be back on, so might as well try to advance the plot a bit.)
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Dec 1, 2018 15:37:22 GMT -5
(sounds good do you think its worth skipping to a new day so we can all start from a clean state given some people have been a little unactive?)
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Post by collided on Dec 1, 2018 15:49:01 GMT -5
(Hmmm, yeah. That might be a good idea. Keep thing's moving along so things don't stagnate.
-considers making high-activity clan just for giant nerds who are apparently spending their holidays here-)
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Dec 1, 2018 15:49:41 GMT -5
Haha XD awesome; shall I start?
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Post by collided on Dec 1, 2018 15:55:34 GMT -5
(Yes please. Still trying to get my brain to work around leg pain. Need more tea.
Seriously tho I do have a Secret of NIMH inspired idea, but I don't know what to do with it. I could message you if you're at all interested in super-smart lab cats. I've created a kinda-sorta planning page but mehhhh I'm bad at it.)
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Dec 1, 2018 15:57:09 GMT -5
( On with it, the forums are being a bit of a pain right now, so I might not be able to use my normal coding, hope that's alright!
I've never watched that movie so can't say I'd be of that much help to be honest DX)
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Post by collided on Dec 1, 2018 16:09:03 GMT -5
(Yeah, they are. It's all okay. I certainly don't have the brain power for coding each character uniquely.
Aw, it's okay. It's with mice and rats, instead of cats, so there's a lot of difference. Only similarity is that, like the mice and rats, these lab cats end up escaping and making their own little cat society. Like Warriors, but the cats have mutations that make them smarter--able to figure out how to escape traps, climb back down trees, recognize sight words, etc. Bit like a parrot. They escape when the lab is evacuated along with the whole human city, but they're left behind.)
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Dec 1, 2018 16:18:22 GMT -5
At her usually early hour, Shadowstar had lifted herself from her nest and was settled comfortably grooming her snowy fur for a moment or two. Pulling moss, thistles and burrs from her frosted pelt. A chill had taken over camp, a clear foreshadow of leafbare to come, and it was especially bitter that morning in particular in spite of her thick coat. She sighed to herself, glancing to her empty den with a twitch of her ears. Occasionally she would manage to steal Falconeye away into her den so they could spend a night together, a rarity and a dangerous task but one she always enjoyed. Moments of closeness with the tom she loved were few and far between, particularly with a clan watching her every movement. Last night had not been one of those nights, and Shadowstar was feeling the aftermath of an especially lonely sleep.
A rumbling in her stomach reminded her of hunger, but there was something which belittled her apetite. Not feeling quite right, there was a discomfort in her system that didn't seem to want to fade. Frowning a little, for now the beautiful leader thought nothing of her troubles. Deciding if it pursued she would seek out Halfface, but for now she would survive and get on with a productive morning.
That thought brought an idea to her mind. Casting a gaze out into camp, she found it largely empty of life. If I'm careful enough, I can't imagine I'll be spotted. She decided, though uncertainty lingered. Shadowstar hated being secretive amidst her own clan, but tradition stated it was a necessity. Even if I am caught, who will scold me for going hunting for the clan? She reasoned to herself, and that was enough to make her mind up. Pulling herself from the den, she approached the warriors den with a twitch to her tail and a neutral expression lighting her expression. Dipping into the warriors den, she approached the familiar tom. Lowering her nose, she ran it across his ears in careful greeting. A gesture inconspicuous enough that an onlooker likely wouldn't have thought it anything more than the leader awaking her clanmate. She said with a quiet voice.
"Morning sleepy head, fancy a hunt?"
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Post by collided on Dec 1, 2018 16:54:02 GMT -5
(Hey, sorry for delay. My mom called me asking me about Christmas stuff. She kept cutting out though so that was difficult lol. "Can you text me? Just text me?" -Facetime calls again- Okay. Lol love her but she's not great with tech.
Also finally got my tea yay work on my brain, tea, make me be able to write in character.)
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Dec 1, 2018 16:55:23 GMT -5
( haha no worries )
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Post by collided on Dec 1, 2018 17:14:50 GMT -5
Falconeye - Camp - Mentions: Shadowstar
Falconeye woke to a gentle, whisper of a touch across his ears. His eyes blinked open and then went half-lidded against the weak early morning light. A familiar smell hit him, delayed by his weaker nose, and he had to hold back a purr when he realized it was Shadowstar come to greet him. Even with the cold air and a bit of hunger in his belly, he couldn’t help but be happy to be awake. Maybe too happy.
He faked a bit of a quiet grumble and got to his paws, glancing around at the other cats in the den--all fast asleep, some dreaming. Good. He licked down a tuft of chest fur.
“Well, I was hoping for maybe a bit more sleep, but I always make time for old friends--and I can’t exactly deny my leader, can I?” His answer was a whisper.
His whiskers twitched, his dark eyes almost glittering in the low light. He brushed a bit of moss off his pelt and followed her out. He quietly padded out of the warriors’ den with his favorite she-cat, letting his tail brush against her briefly--friendly, not too obvious. He also gave her a bit of a shoulder bump against her shoulder, something he’d do with any of his male clanmates even, just a gentler version for Shadowstar. As they hit the exit of camp, his eyes had gotten used to the low light and he looked out. Their territory was shrouded in fresh snow, reflecting the dawn back at them where the mountain’s shadows didn’t block the light.
“How are you this morning?” he asked, quiet but a bit louder now they were away from the ears of the clan.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Dec 1, 2018 17:25:32 GMT -5
Allowing a grin to flicker across her expression, barely visible in the dim light of the warriors den and for that she was grateful. The expression was a little too amused, softening her features more than would be reasonable for a conversation with someone who was meant only to be a friend. Most cats in the clan were aware of the close friendship between the pair, they had known eachother since their days in the nursery, and had Shadowstar; then Shadowflame, not been chosen as deputy most would have them pinned to become mates. What almost no one knew, not even Shadowstar's own kin, was that her leadership hadn't put a halt to that. Few might well have had an idea of the truth, but so far no one had dare go questioning their leader, and for that the beautiful shecat was grateful.
"If I let you," she grumbled playfully. "You would sleep for the rest of the moon," but the leader followed her best friend from the den without further comment. Whiskers twitching in amusement, though allowing the tom cat to make a couple of foxlengths advancement on her, to make it appear she wasn't following him too closely. "I don't think my being leader has put you off disobedience before." She retorted mostly playfully, Shadowstar knew he opposed her choice in deputy. Falconeye had few qualms in making such apparent.
Soon free from the confines of camp, when the pair had made it a semi reasonable distance from the prying eyes of camp, Shadowstar allowed her frame to relax. Notably at ease around the familiar tom, she brushed close to him so that the snowy white of her fur blended with the darker tones of his. Enjoying the taste of his scent on her nose, she seemed content for a little while to be with the tom she loved. Moments like this, where she could truly feel free from responsibilities of leadership and ever watchful eyes were rare. And whilst she loved her role, it put a strain on the young cat's shoulders that most wouldn't be able to bare.
"I'm ok," she admitted with a shrug of her shoulders. Not one who enjoyed complaining, especially not in front of her clan. Drawing her snowy tail around her frame. "I think the cold is getting to me," she added with a soft chuckle. "I woke up with a sickly stomach," she let out a soft sigh. Leaning against the tom's shoulder in an affectionate manner.
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Post by plagυe docтor on Dec 1, 2018 21:37:52 GMT -5
hey everyone! been working a lot the past few days, but i'm here now! I see we started a new day, is there anyone that would like to rp?
Lycaonia Needlestrike and Riversplash can definitely be littermates! ^-^
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Post by collided on Dec 2, 2018 4:00:16 GMT -5
(Hi, so sorry for delayed response. Besides the hip, I ended up feeling feverish and had to sleep for awhile. Ugh. My body's always getting in the way of being productive. I'll try to come up with a response for...uh, later today I guess, going by the clock. plagυe docтor: Rainsplash, Hawkfeather, and Acornpaw are all open, your pick if you'd be interested with them. ^^ )
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Dec 2, 2018 6:32:31 GMT -5
(no problem colli )
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Post by plagυe docтor on Dec 2, 2018 12:38:16 GMT -5
collided Riversplash and Rainsplash would go well together! Heres a starter for him ~ Riversplash was already awake bright, early, and bushy tailed as per usual. With all the energy in his large body, he didn't sleep as much as some of the lazier cats. He was tearing into a hare for his morning meal. While he ate, he was planning his day ahead of time instead of waiting for Dawnthief to wake up. If the deputy had any issues with his plans, he'd let him know. Even though the grey tabby was a bubbly cat who liked almost anyone, Dawnthief's authority rubbed Riversplash the wrong way. He wasn't too bossy, or bad at his job, but the deputy just annoyed him time and time again. Now, he was smart enough to hold back and bite his tongue, as he had no real reason to dislike him. But he tried to stay out of his way as much as he could. But today would probably be like every other mundane day, where Riversplash meant most of his time hunting rather than checking the borders. Everyone in the clan knew that Riversplash wasn't exactly a fighter, so it surprised no one when he always volunteered to go on hunting patrols. But the clan was in the process of waking up and there weren't many to ask to go hunting, so it looked like he'd be on his own for his morning hunt after he finished his prey.
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Post by Taiyou on Dec 2, 2018 13:15:38 GMT -5
{ Cedarthorn} Cedarthorn is a broad shouldered black-and-white tabby tom with jagged claws and green eyes. He has white paws, chest, and muzzle, the stripes on his body are loose gray mackerel. Cedarthorn has a pink nose, two notches in his ears, a scarred muzzle, and scar on his left shoulder and across his right eye. Cedarthorn has a rather hot temper but normally he's just grumpy. He has little to no patience with others especially with younger cats, having a bad habit of being too strict. Cedarthorn is honorable cat believing that favors should be returned, while he is aggressive and seems rude he does have a caring side and willing to put others before him and give his life for them. { Taiyou } Warrior Open to Bloodlines, Relationships, Etc Nothing else. { Aspenfur } Aspenfur is a black and grey tabby she cat with amber eyes, and medium, white whiskers. Her paws and underbelly are grey, the tabby markings on her fur are spotted busy and her tail is a mix of grey and black. Aspenfur has a pink nose, a notch in her left ear and a scar on her right shoulder. Aspenfur is cautions, she always seem to be on watch for something. She is fierce with a sharp tongue, not afraid to claw a cat's ears off if they approach her the wrong way but around those she's likes and care about she's more cheerful. Aspenfur is loyal and brave, wishing to serve and protect her clan anyway she can. { Taiyou } Warrior Open to Bloodlines, Relationships, etc. { Snakepaw } Snakepaw is a muscular classic sliver tabby and white tom with a fluffy tail and copper eyes. He has a white fur mane around his neck and his front fangs are sharp and long, noticeable sticking out of his mouth. He has black and silver fur with a swirl pattern going through, the inside of his legs are white and his chest is white all the way to his underbelly and his front paws are white. Snakepaw is very serious, fierce, and ambitious, dreaming of one day being deputy or leader but sometimes he is very stubborn when listening to others. He can be demanding, ruthless, and prideful, willing to push others over their limits to get things done, even if it kills them. Snakepaw has his morals on what's right and wrong, through he seems terrible he’s not completely heartless. Snakepaw is caring, protective and loyal to those close to him and he believes anything he does is for sake of the clan and his family, he's no coward and is willing to stand up against anything he doesn't believe in. { Taiyou } Apprentice Open to Bloodlines and relationships. He has a fear of climbing trees but he loves to swim around in water. Snakepaw doesnt completely believe in Starclan and is very open about it.
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Dec 2, 2018 13:21:20 GMT -5
(welcome taiyou! shall add later today )
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Dec 3, 2018 18:28:23 GMT -5
(Hi everyone! I'm so sorry I haven't been on, things have been really busy. x.x' I'm super excited that Dawnthief has a mate now! I can't wait for the plot to unfold. ;w; Speaking of which, Lightweave was going to give her kits soon! Like, real soon xD. She is having three kits, Sleetkit, Cloudykit, and Thornkit. All three of them are open for claims! I won't be taking one, to make the experience of being a mother more authentic, you know? XD The only thing that has been pre-decided are the kits names, but appearance, gender, and personality is up to whoever claims them!
I'll respond right now! And sorry again I was gone for so long.)
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Dec 3, 2018 18:48:41 GMT -5
Hawkfeather had made quick work getting to him, he appreciated the brisk nature of the working warrior. As he told him that he had sent his apprentice for a small task, he nodded. "Thank you, that shall keep him busy until I have divvied out the patrols for today." Dawnthief murmured, raising a paw to wipe at one eye that was admittedly sagging with exhaustion. It was early, but Dawnthief had a rather sleepless night. But, he could not shrug off his responsibilities. "I was wondering if you would, again, wish to lead the morning hunting patrol? I have noticed that every time I have sent you out as party leader, the patrol brings back more plump prey. Whatever you are doing, you are doing very well." He praised, something incredibly rare for the self centered tom to do. And yet, he valued strong warriors, and wasn't selfish enough to not notice their accomplishments.
"If all is well with you, please gather a patrol with Proudfalcon, Riversplash, and Snowyfluff. I shall take control of leading the routine border patrol." He explained, blunt and to the point. His eyes had previously been scouting throughout the clan, but now that his orders were finished he rested his eyes on Hawkfeather squarely, gaze seeming to await to hear if there were any qualms with his demands.
"Forgive me for ripping you from your warrior duties," Lightweave's tone was delightfully playful. Her blind, but wondrous eyes looked up at the direction of her mates voice, the deep, and yet smooth tone tickling her ear fur. His scent, strong, like crisp pine, it reminded her of what the frost covered trees looked like. As he brushed against her, she could sense him, his colors, his expression, his tiny itty bitty scars covered deep under that thick mane of handsome fur that she loved so much. Although she would never be able to truly see him again, or her kits, in a way she could sense more about him in this inky darkness than she ever could before. "But, you hadn't yet said hello to your kittens," She purred, pushing up to all fours and whisking her long fluffy tail over her flank. Lightweave was so heavily pregnant than when she stood her belly almost touched the floor, the day was approaching fast, it was predicted to be in just another weeks time.
Knowing this, Lightweave surely thought that it would be alright to ask something of her mate. The white queen brushed against his fur, nuzzling her cheek against his collar bone. "Do you think we could go on a walk...?" She murmured, her voice a bit somber. "I'm getting so lonely cramped up in here, it's not good for anyone's mental health, you know. Just a quick walk with you would help clear my head," She blinked, bi-colored eyes gazing in his direction, but not being able to focus on him.
Her attention was briefly averted when she heard smaller pawsteps outside the den, paws that were more hurried - though no in a alarmed way, but rather the frequent pitter-patter of someone who was of a smaller stature. She knew it was an apprentice, so she parted her jaws and tasted who it was. "Ah, Acornpaw, Thistlepaw." She deduced, greeting them as they approached the entrance. She blinked calmly at them, a soft, motherly smile to her muzzle. "Is that for me?" She nodded to the prey she smelt clamped in one of their jaws.
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Post by 𝘊𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ꕤ on Dec 3, 2018 18:49:06 GMT -5
(Hope I didn't miss anything. ;~; )
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Dec 3, 2018 18:53:29 GMT -5
the amount of cuteness in that paragraph was way too much cac XD )[/b][/sub]
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Dec 3, 2018 18:54:32 GMT -5
( Hello! Sorry for taking forever to get one of my starters up. I had overflow of friends and responsibilities to handle the past couple of days. And my exams are coming up soon c: also I might not use this header with the picture that much since I am not a big fan of using them; but this is what I envision my characters looking like! c; ) Proudfalcon - campProudfalcon's ear twitched as he slowly started to roused. He could hear his clanmates leaving the den in a noisy manner. He started to frown, not caring who saw as he shifted around in his moss nest to curl into a thick ball of fur. He despised mornings, or at least the one where he tried to sleep in. He spend the last few nights on guard and dusk patrol. Proudfalcon felt like he was finally realizing the true value of sleeping in. He tried to ignore the rustling of cat leaving the den until it was becoming impossible to ignore. He let out a gruff and low grumble to himself as he came to the conclusion that a peaceful sleep was not something he was going to be able to achieve. The large brown tom pushed himself to his paws and slowly picked his way through the sleeping cats. He rolled his eyes, how are they able to sleep, he thought, disgruntledly. He needed it to be quiet to fall asleep and to stay awake. Proudfalcon padded to the edge of the den before leaping down to towards the main floor of camp. His gaze flickering around to see who was all wake. He could see Riversplash wolfing down a hare and he wrinkled his nose in a faint distaste. He preferred to eat with dignity. Proudfalcon padded towards the fresh-kill pile as he felt his stomach starting to rumble gently. He nosed through the pile, looking for something that was older, he could bare to eat the older ones that he knew that the clan didn't care for as a whole. He grasped a old vole and retreated to the edge of camp to eat his food in peace before Dawnthief woke up and issued the warriors their patrols for the day.
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Dec 3, 2018 18:57:21 GMT -5
[ That took forever to write. I am so horrible at starters. xD Ooo, I love kits! Could I claim Cloudykit? It's such a cute name <3 ]
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Dec 3, 2018 18:57:40 GMT -5
Don't worry too much about it Blaze, its a busy time of year for most of us so I understand
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Post by 🇳ᴇcʀᴏᴅ🇦🇳cᴇʀ on Dec 3, 2018 19:06:53 GMT -5
The tom's laugh was one of pure amusement as he listened to his mate's complaint, eyes bright with an affection his mate would never see, but he hoped she could feel it in how he carried himself around the swollen queen. Running his nose across her ears in a playful manner, basking in the familiarity of her scent, which usually was that of wildflowers littered with the scent of morning dew. But now it was lit with something that brought warmth to his chest, the tell tale scent of milk that lingered in her pelt. A sign for everyone to see that she was pregnant, and the kits she carried were his, "Forgive me for such a heinous crime," his purr was laced with sheer adoration for the beautiful queen he called his mate. Knocking her over with incredible care, ensuring she was cushioned on the soft moss beneath her without fear of accidentally causing her or a kitten harm of some form. Now the beautiful queen lay with her swollen stomach facing up, and his opportunity was prime. Growling playfully, the tom burried his nose into the soft down of her underbelly. Nuzzling every inch of her rounded stomach, tickling her half to death as he moved with surprising speed. "Forgive me little ones," he purred between gentle tickles. "Apparently I've not been paying enough attention to your beautiful mother." His eyes were lit with mischief and affection, as he paused in his attention to her rounded belly, to touch his nose affectionately to her ear. Part of him had always wondered, that had his mate been gifted in sight if they would still be like this. If such a beautiful shecat could ever love such a scarred tom cat like himself. Hardly appealing with his coat littered with scars and wounds, beside the beautiful Lightweave he looked ancient and hideous. With a soft sigh, he touched his nose to her ear. Trying not to think about it too much, as he burried his nose softly into her swollen stomach one last time. Uncertainty burned in his veins at her suggestion, he understood she was likely driven half mad from being trapped in the nursery for so long. He knew that he likely would have done had he been in the situation, so part of him felt pity for the shecat. But the overwhelming need to protect the kits she carried made him hesitate, eyes narrowing a shade as he looked at her carefully. "Are you sure you're up to it? You look like rolling might be easier than walking," despite the jest in his words, the worry was apparent in his tone..
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