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Post by Thunderlake on Aug 16, 2017 11:39:09 GMT -5
Acornstrike narrowed his eyes. "If you don't want to tell me, fine. As long as both of you are okay... What was the argument about?" The young warrior questioned, flicking his tail to and fro.
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Post by Moontail on Aug 16, 2017 11:41:40 GMT -5
"Just..." Mistypelt froze in embarrassment. "Because she blames me for-" She took a deep breath and said it. "She blames me for loving you and you loving me back." She said as her ears got hot and so did her paw pads.
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Post by Thunderlake on Aug 16, 2017 11:51:06 GMT -5
"Unfortunately that may happen. But I hope she comes to her senses soon... She is an amazing cat." Acornstrike murmured, guilty feelings coming back.
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Post by Moontail on Aug 16, 2017 11:54:04 GMT -5
"I hope so too." Mistypelt agreed. "I love her." She added as she looked at Acornstrike. ""Can I ask you something?"
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Post by Thunderlake on Aug 16, 2017 11:59:31 GMT -5
"Sure." Acornstrike meowed, staring at her expectantly.
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Post by Moontail on Aug 16, 2017 20:34:01 GMT -5
"Would you ever... I don't know... want to have kits?" Mistypelt asked Acornstrike, moving closer to him.
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Post by Thunderlake on Aug 16, 2017 21:14:11 GMT -5
"Would you ever... I don't know... want to have kits?" Mistypelt asked Acornstrike, moving closer to him. "Woah! Asking that question already?" Acornstrike replied, shocked. There was a purr in his meow however as he licked the top of Mistypelt's head. "Someday I would. But not yet." |
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Post by Moontail on Aug 16, 2017 21:16:28 GMT -5
"Just wondering!" She said with a laugh. "I hope you know, I would love to." She saiad with a purr, thinking of her- no their future if they became mates.
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Post by Thunderlake on Aug 16, 2017 21:19:48 GMT -5
"Kits are adorable." Acornstrike purred, thinking of his young siblings who had been killed at a young age.
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Post by Moontail on Aug 16, 2017 21:23:44 GMT -5
"Yes they are." Mistypelt agreed. "I love them very much."
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Post by Thunderlake on Aug 16, 2017 21:26:23 GMT -5
"What would you want to name them?" He asked, thinking about his own favorite names.
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Post by Moontail on Aug 16, 2017 21:29:37 GMT -5
Mistypelt was surprised by the question. "Larkkit, pondkit, swampkit, and sunshinekit. How about your favorites?"
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Post by Thunderlake on Aug 16, 2017 21:59:35 GMT -5
"Dapplekit and Applekit after my sisters. Larkkit after my father and Songkit after my mother. I have always loved the name Flintkit." Acornstrike murmured, swishing his tail.
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Post by Moontail on Aug 16, 2017 22:05:11 GMT -5
"Those are beautiful names." She said, taking a deep breath and smelling his sweet smell. "Its getting dark!" She realized.
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Post by Thunderlake on Aug 16, 2017 22:10:24 GMT -5
"Yah we should probably head back." Acornstrike meowed, getting up from sitting position.
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Post by Moontail on Aug 16, 2017 22:12:40 GMT -5
As Mistypelt got up she realized the pool of blood on the ground and sniffed it. oh no! it's mine! I hope Acornstike doesn't notice! she thought to herself.
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Post by Thunderlake on Aug 17, 2017 15:16:57 GMT -5
Acornstrike began trotting towards camp, ignoring the puddle of blood on the ground. If Mistypelt continues to bleed I'll say something. Just not yet.
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Post by Moontail on Aug 17, 2017 15:18:51 GMT -5
Mistypelt continued onwards to camp, leaving a noticeable trail of blood behind her as she walked.
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Post by Thunderlake on Aug 17, 2017 15:20:41 GMT -5
"Mistypelt you should really get that checked out." Acornstrike meowed, glancing at the blood trail following them. "You could be attracting predators to camp."
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Post by Moontail on Aug 17, 2017 15:23:03 GMT -5
" I should be..." Mistypelt said as a wave of dizziness hit her. After awhile, she fell to the ground at the entrance to camp and blacked out.
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Post by Thunderlake on Aug 17, 2017 21:21:23 GMT -5
Acornstrike pinned his ears and yowled. "Come quick! Mistypelt is hurt!"
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Post by Moontail on Aug 21, 2017 21:36:56 GMT -5
Mistypelt woke up and smiled as she smelled Acornstrike's scent. "Thank you..." She said feebly. "I knew you would help me." She told Acornstrike as she weakly lifted her head up. "Where am I?" Mistypelt asked, closing her eyes as she waited for a response.
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Post by Thunderlake on Aug 21, 2017 21:45:04 GMT -5
"You're right outside of camp. Come on let's get you home!" Acornstrike grabbed Mistypelt's scruff in his mouth, ready to heave her onto her feet.
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Post by Moontail on Aug 21, 2017 21:48:36 GMT -5
"I- what- what happened, Acornstrike?!" She asked him, startled how she could not walk or remember why she fainted.
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Post by Thunderlake on Aug 21, 2017 21:52:40 GMT -5
"You were injured and fainted." Acornstrike meowed, propping her up with his shoulder. "Let's get you to the medicine den."
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Post by Moontail on Aug 21, 2017 21:55:05 GMT -5
"Thank you... I don't feel well, Acornstrike I feel sick." She whispered o him as her head swayed up and down as they walked.
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Post by Thunderlake on Aug 21, 2017 22:39:25 GMT -5
"Walk slowly." Acornstrike murmured, pressing against the she-cat.
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Post by Moontail on Aug 21, 2017 22:49:47 GMT -5
Mistypelt lay down in the medicine cat den is soft, plushy moss. "Thank you, Acornstrike." She murmured in his ear as she put her nose against the tom cats shoulder.
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Post by Thunderlake on Aug 22, 2017 23:37:40 GMT -5
Acornstrike smiled and dipped his head. "I'll see you soon Mistypelt." He purred, turning away and walking out of the medicine den.
[ time skip maybe? ]
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Post by Moontail on Aug 22, 2017 23:39:56 GMT -5
~Yes how much?~
Mistypelt watched her love leave and thought, come back soon... before closing her eyes and drifting into sleep.
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DM me if u want
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