[тнє ƒяιєη∂ℓу тнιєνєѕ] [a rogue rp] [plot decided!]

Shadow shugged as she picked up her rats and padded quickly after the Tom. The bite on her shoulder stung a little but she would get it fixed when she got back if it still hurt. She let out a sigh of relief when they reached the camp. The rats in her jaws were growing heavy and she needed to set them down soon, although her shoulder felt better now.

Show nodded in agreement after she looked at his leg. "It was nice hunting with you." She purred to him be free turning away and going back out. When she got outside she slipped toward th grassy side of the abandoned nest and curled up in the ferns.

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Blueflame123 [ Ooh ooh you perfectly set me up thank you so much ]

Following Bramble into the twoleg nest, the young tom relaxed as he inhaled the familiar scent of the rogues' home. After pausing at the entrance to look around at the cats inside, he carried the bird scraps to the pile, glad to see a couple more rats, the fish and some more prey had been added since they left that morning. Good, they were being quite productive, hopefully the herb patrol sent out that morning would bring back a lot too. Deciding it was time to rest for a bit, he padded back outside, and extended his forepaws, lifting his rump in the air for a stretch in the sun. Shaking his thick fur out, he looked around, and his gaze caught instantly on a familiar black pelt, making his ears heat and the nub of his tail twitch in excitement. Quickly, softly, he padded over towards Shadow, approaching from behind, and nudged his nose into her side, "Hi there," Ruval mewed softly.

At the shecat's soft voice he felt a prickle between his shoulder blades, fur standing up as Ruval forced himself to sit back on his haunches and stay in control. "It's alright napping is, is perfectly," He fumbled, trying to find the right thing to say, "A perfectly good, way to spend your time..!" The young tom finished, lifting his muzzle and perking up his ears, before his body slowly relaxed, gaze softening. Sitting in Shadow's presence never failed to turn him into a big pile of feathers, as downy as the ones on the bird he'd brought back to camp. Ruval parted his jaws to speak again, when his gaze fell on a bite on her shoulder, and his gaze darkened slightly. Leaning forward, he extended a paw to touch it, then stopped, feeling his fur grow warm and instead let out a troubled growl. "What happened to your shoulder? Did you get into a fight?"

Hearing the shecat purr made his heart stutter, and he quickly pressed his ears back flat to his skull to avoid them heating too much. Ruval shook his head, giving her a playfully disapproving look. "I'm sure the rat came out far worse," He meowed with a touch of humor, then nudged her flank again. "C'mon, I think mother's busy, but she's forced enough knowledge into me about herbs that I could probably fix it up for you, if you'd like..?"

He made a point to fix his gaze thoughtfully on the ground, avoiding looking up at her until she spoke up, making him lift his head in relief and brighten his gaze. However looking back up at her only brought Ruval to be met with the flick of her thick tail to his muzzle, making him recoil and wrinkle his nose, giving her a look. "No fair, not all of us have tails," He murmured with a bit of a fake pout in his tone as he hurried ahead of her to lead the way, ducking into the hole with a swift elegance, and waiting for her before heading towards the Healer's den.

Hearing her familiar purr rumble out from behind made Ruval swivel his head, slowing slightly when he didn't see her only to let out a mew of surprise as he felt her weight butt into him. A purr rumbled up from the depths of his chest as he rolled out from beneath her, pausing to shake his head in amusement as she padded with that smug lift of her head into the Healer's den. Slipping in after her, he paused when he met her intense and mischievous eyes, feeling a crackle of connection as they gazed at each other, a silent battle of sorts. Heat in his ears made him quickly look away, but as he passed her to head towards the herb store, he pressed his flank against her, brushing his muzzle into her then seperating the moment of contact to reach the herbs. He collected a few leaves, unable to name them but able to recognize them from when he'd seen his mother treat the other cats, then chewed them into a slightly unprofessional poultice, then come back to her, pausing for a moment. "Would you mind sitting down, so I can, well you know.." He gestured to the herbs, then her wound, the crackle of electricity still making his fur prickle.

Something like a tension came into her expression as she sat down, and he forced his nervous gaze to soften, "Calm down a bit, you seem.. high strung," Ruval murmured as he smeared the poultice with soft paws, not using too much, and trying to be gentle so as not to upset the wound as his mother had instructed. Once he finished he sat back on his haunches and purrsed softly. "There, all fixed up," He meowed, trying to be cheerful, then hesitated, unsure of what to say next. The heat in his ears and the prickle in his fur from being so close to this shecat that he was beginning to develop feelings fur was making it hard for him to think straight, he just wanted to bury his muzzle in that thick fluffy black fur and never leave her side. But he couldn't... there was no way she felt the same, was there?

[ I'm sorry I couldn't resist, this is my absolute favorite kind of thing to roleplay I'm having so muh fun cx ]

As she stood up and nuzzled into his shoulder, the tom cat felt his fur rise at how soft it felt. It made his ears heat and press back again as she brushed their flanks together, and finally with that little flick of her tail to his chin he felt his eyes close slightly, muzzle dipping to maintain the contact, but she seemed to be gone again as soon as the connection had sparked up between them. He stumbled forward after her, silently cursing the shecats affect on his senses and relieved she spoke with her back to him when she-his eyes widened and Ruval's head lifted, ears perking up. Inviting him on a walk? Not a hunt, not a functional outing for the good of the clan but a walk.. "Yes! I mean, yes that'd be nice, I think walks are, well theyre nice," He meowed quickly as he padded forward, swiping a paw at her tail then sliding in front of her to lead the way to the camp entrance. He wasn't about to pass up an opportuniy like this, and the way she'd said it, along with how she'd brushed by him in the Healer's den... Ruval couldn't help the small bud of hope forming in his chest as he wriggled out into the sunlight. He was so excited he didn't notice Ridge, his mother, watching the contact between the two cats as she worked with her patients.

[ Awh nonsense you're doing beautifully, awkward fluffy romance is all the more realistic when youre awkward writing it c: ]

As they exited the twoleg house, Ruval glanced around, trying to pick the best place to go, and decided maybe the could explore the other twoleg dens since he'd already been into the forest earlier that day. With instinctively swift movements he bounded up a few crates and old twoleg things to reach the fence, then turned back to his companion. "I-I thought perhaps we could walk the fences.. explore a bit," He meowed down to her, crouching as his tail tip twitched nervously. She seemed to be lost in thought, a complicated expression creasing her muzzle, and he wondered if he'd done something wrong or, whether this was the best idea.. but he couldn't shake the contact earlier, that little buzz of connection when they'd brushed pelts. Somehow Ruval was going to find out the truth, and if that meant revealing his feelings that's what he'd do.

[ Haha yes yes I saw, thanks cx ]

Ruval's eyes widened in surprise as she leaped onto him, and scrambled to keep his balance on the fence, mewing in protest as he squirmed beneath her. When she bit his scruff his ears heated up again, something that was beginning to become a familiar feeling in her presence. Determined to get her back, he dropped into a crouch after she leapt away, then pounced on the shecat, intent to send her tumbling into the grass on the other side of the fence, a playful growl rumbling up that quickly turned into a soft purr.

Satisfaction poured in as Shadow yelped, giving the tom a bit of confidence as he slid off her then spun around, ears twitching at the excitement of the play fight. With a soft rumbling purr he barreled into her flank, lashing at her legs softly with his forepaws to try and knock her onto her back so he could pin her. The feeling of their fur brushing with each exchanged move made his fur prickle.

When he finally succeeded in pinning her down, Ruval let out a triumphant purr.. then all of a sudden he felt his ears flush with heat, making him let out a soft huff as he flattened them both to his head. Resluctantly he stepped back, sitting back on his haunches and glancing at her with a nervous flicker in his eyes, before shifting his gaze down to his paws. "Shadow-I.." The tomcat licked his fangs, his tail nub twitching as he wondered what on earth had made him think speaking up was a good idea. "I-I have feelings for you," He meowed quickly, the sound coming out awkwardly and lacking control, making him duck his muzzle to lick the fur of his chest, bracing himself for her reply.

Ruval looked up when she spoke, and tried desperately to read her expression, entirely unsure of how to reply to that. He couldn't tell if she was asking because it made her uncomfortable, or if that look in her eyes was, possibly some spark of hope, just like the one in his own. Deciding he couldn't back out now, he shifted his paws in the dirt and nodded, looking up at her again and trying to get across his emotion just through their eyes. "Yes, yes I really do."