Sparrowclan ~ The Strong and Daring (Always Open)

(mintedstar/fur and Spottail)
Nightheart paused for a moment to consider the kits' words. Generally speaking they didn't get as much snow here as they did in the mountains. And even if they did, many of the games were unsafe if they weren't monitored properly by cats who knew how to deal with the accidents that could occur. Every cat in the mountains knew the risks, and there were always a few warriors watching the younger cats when they played the more dangerous games. "I don't think that we'll get enough. If we do though, I may teach you some of the less dangerous ones," he meowed slowly, turning to look at Rabbitkit. "They were safe for Hawkclan because everyone knew the dangers and how to deal with them. Down here though, there is an actual danger of someone freezing to death or dying due to other potential accidents."

(rockydublin and Spottail)
When Bramblepath was satisfied that the injured cats were not going to die, he sat up and stretched. He glanced at the cats around him and nodded to Summersplash. "They should be fine now, but could you keep an eye on them and make sure that their condition doesn't deteriorate? I might have found another batch of Catnip we didn't know about before, so I think that it's important that I go see if it is actually there."

(𝓓𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓱 𝓑𝓻𝓪𝓶𝓫𝓵𝓮 and Spottail)

“Would you like some help, Bramblepath-Ishi?” Crimsonfang asked. Mothpelt felt a twinge of anger towards the red shecat, but why? Was she worried she liked Bramblepath? No that couldn’t be, Crimsonfang was with Mutetree, so why did she seem so against the idea?
“I can help as well Bramblepath.” Mothpelt offered.

(𝓓𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓱 𝓑𝓻𝓪𝓶𝓫𝓵𝓮 and Spottail)

Crimsonfang nodded her head, “Yes, Bramblepath-Ishi.” She sat where she was. There was internal relief in Mothpelt when she heard Bramblepath tell the other to stay behind, but there was a small part that felt guilty; was she really that threatened in sharing Bramblepath’s attention that she took joy in others being told to stay behind?

Rabbitkit nodded along to what Starskit said, curious to hear what sort of games might occur during the snow.
She was getting a bit tired, however. It seemed like a lot of time had passed while Nightheart had told them stories. She wasn't sure how much, but she wondered if she was expected back somewhere. Nightheart might have to rest soon as well ...

(𝓓𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓱 𝓑𝓻𝓪𝓶𝓫𝓵𝓮 and Spottail)

Crimsonfang nodded her head and turned to Summersplash.
“How may I be of service, Summersplash-Ishi?” She asked.

Mothpelt turned and followed after Bramblepath, feeling a giddiness in her chest at the fact she’d be alone with the medicine cat. She found herself questioning once again why she felt this way. It couldn’t be romance, could it? He was a medicine cat and medicine cats couldn’t take up mates. Besides, why would he be interested in a cat like her? She had one eye, wasn’t even clan born, he wouldn’t give all that up for her. She mentally shook her head. Mothpelt, focus. We have a job to do. She scolded herself.

(When should they start to talk about liking each other? And will the romance be forbidden and hidden only or eventually brought to light and dealt with?)

(Spottail)

Crimsonfang nodded her head, sitting down so that she was out of the way, but close enough that she could head over when she was needed.

(Getting your wisdom teeth out sucks.)

(rockydublin, I think that it shoud start off hidden, but we can change that if we feel like it later on. As for when they start talking about it, we could start now while their on their little trip if you want.)
Bramblepath slowed down for a moment so that he was walking next to Mothpelt instead of in front of her. He didn't know why he did that, but it was almost an instinct. As they paced back along the path they had started taking earlier, his gaze drifted to the she-cat next to him. Even when the realization that he was staring at her for no reason hit him, for some strange reason he still couldn't take his eyes off of her. Taking a deep breath, he wretched his gaze away from her to the path ahead. What in Starclan's name am I doing?

(rockydublin, that's perfectly fine. I have no issues with it.)
Bramblepath's heart slammed against his ribs like it was trying to break them. He stumbled for a moment as a thousand different questions swam through his mind. He stopped in his tracks with his eyes cast down for a moment, trying to regain some semblance of rational thought. Once he had finally cleared his mind, enough to properly respond at least, he slowly shook his head. "No. Not really. Not because I am incapable of having them, but simply because I wouldn't recognize those emotions and write them off as something else entirely," he said, more to himself than to Mothpelt. He finally was starting to realize how he really felt about her, which filled him with both excitement and dread. "But in my case, I'm not sure that I would want them to like me back. Medicine cats aren't the only ones who suffer in those relationships, and more than any suffering I could bring upon myself I don't want to be responsible for any suffering another cat has to experience."

(Hey, does anyone have any characters open for rp? c: )

(Oh no! XD yes that’s who I meant)

(𝓓𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓱 𝓑𝓻𝓪𝓶𝓫𝓵𝓮)

Mothpelt nodded her head. Tell him you coward! Say it! Say I love you, Bramblepath! It’s so easy. And we aren’t even sure if we want kits really so we can cross that bridge when we come to it. She thought to herself. She looked to the ground before quick looking around to make sure the coast was clear. “Bramblepath, I don’t expect you to feel the same way. I’m sure there are shecats prettier than me that would be far better, but I have to say this or I will never get the courage to do it again, I like you Bramblepath, and not just as a friend...” Love, say the word! Mothpelt took a deep breath before looking Bramblepath in the eyes, “I love you, Bramblepath. I have for a while now.” She looked back at the ground. She felt better, like a weight had been lifted off of her.

(𝓓𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓱 𝓑𝓻𝓪𝓶𝓫𝓵𝓮)

Mothpelt froze. Did he just say she was the prettiest shecat in his eyes. Did he say he loved her too? She couldn’t describe what she was feeling. She walked closer to the tom before nuzzling her cheek against his.
“If it means I get to be with you, it’s worth it.” She replied with a smile.

(mintedstar/fur, don't worry about it. I hope things get better soon.)

(rockydublin)
Bramblepath's face felt like it was on fire. His heavy blush was hidden by his fur, but he was feeling so emotional at this moment that he couldn't find it in himself to say anything. Instead, he just nodded and rose from his seated position. He hoped that he didn't look too stupid as he mentally shook himself, and took a deep breath as he stared off in the direction they had originally been heading. Finally, he managed to tone down his emotions enough to have some form of rational thought. "I'm sorry if this comes off a bit cold, but I think we should continue looking for the catnip. My mind needs some time to sort out what just happened, so instead of sitting here looking like an idiot I would rather do something productive."

( <3 Thank you. )