Foxleap x Dovewing
May 24, 2021 11:39:22 GMT -5
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Post by β Maplefrostβ on May 24, 2021 11:39:22 GMT -5
What do you guys think of this pairing?
Like what's you're overall opinion on them and their interactions along with their chemistry and vibes they gave off?
Honestly I think they would have been a much better choice over Dove/Bumble or Dove/Tiger. Like if she had to get with any tom, I'd pick Foxleap, but I'm also fine with her just staying single too.
Here they are on their way to a gathering.
Nothing stays the same, Dovewing realized. Nothing except the prophecy, and thatβs no clearer than it ever was.
βHey, Dovewing!β Foxleapβs voice broke into her thoughts. βRace you to the tree-bridge!β Thrusting aside her worries, Dovewing sprinted after him, catching up as they crossed the RiverClan scent markings. Panting, they drew to a halt at the end of the tree bridge, ahead of all the rest of the Clan.
βYouβre fast!β Foxleap panted admiringly.
βYouβre not so bad yourself,β Dovewing replied, giving him a flick on the shoulder with her tail.
βHey, Dovewing!β Foxleapβs voice broke into her thoughts. βRace you to the tree-bridge!β Thrusting aside her worries, Dovewing sprinted after him, catching up as they crossed the RiverClan scent markings. Panting, they drew to a halt at the end of the tree bridge, ahead of all the rest of the Clan.
βYouβre fast!β Foxleap panted admiringly.
βYouβre not so bad yourself,β Dovewing replied, giving him a flick on the shoulder with her tail.
When they set out on their journey, Dove wonders what Foxleap would think of her if she told him about her powers but then she hears Antpelt dying.
βThis is so cool!β she exclaimed to Jayfeather, who was padding beside her, setting down his paws unerringly in spite of his blindness. Jayfeather just let out a faint grunt and twitched an ear. Be like that! Dovewing thought crossly. She turned to look at Foxleap, who was gazing around with wide, wondering eyes.
βYou can see so much from up here!β he meowed. Dovewing fell back to walk beside him. βThereβs a really good view of the island from here,β she remarked, flicking her tail to where she could see the Gathering place far below; at this distance the treebridge looked like the thinnest twig.
βAnd thereβs ShadowClan territory.β Foxleap angled his ears toward the dark pines bordering the lake beyond the island. Dovewing let her senses reach out until she found the ShadowClan camp. Blackstar and his deputy, Rowanclaw, were deep in conversation, while Littlecloud was in his den, muttering under his breath as he counted juniper berries.
I wonder what Foxleap would say if I told him exactly what I can see from here?
βThereβs RiverClan,β she mewed aloud. βYou can just see their campβthere, between the two streams.β
βToo bad there are so many trees and bushes,β Foxleap responded, letting out a mischievous mrrow.
βWe could spy on them!β I can do that just fine, thanks, trees or no trees. Dovewing located Minnowtail giving her apprentice a fishing lesson. βNo, Mossypaw, sit where your shadow is behind you, not stretching over the water.β
βAnd the WindClan camp is over thereβ was all she meowed to Foxleap, waving her tail toward the moorland on their other side. βItβs in a hollow, but you canβt see it from here.β
βI forgot, youβve been there.β Foxleapβs voice held a trace of envy. βWas it scary?β
βPretty much,β Dovewing confessed. βI shouldnβt haveββ She broke off, her pelt bristling as a grief-stricken screech sounded in her ears.
For a heartbeat she looked around wildly, half fearing that one of the patrol had been grabbed by a fox. But Squirrelflight and Jayfeather were still walking quietly a few taillengths ahead. Foxleap was staring at her as if she had gone mad.
βYou can see so much from up here!β he meowed. Dovewing fell back to walk beside him. βThereβs a really good view of the island from here,β she remarked, flicking her tail to where she could see the Gathering place far below; at this distance the treebridge looked like the thinnest twig.
βAnd thereβs ShadowClan territory.β Foxleap angled his ears toward the dark pines bordering the lake beyond the island. Dovewing let her senses reach out until she found the ShadowClan camp. Blackstar and his deputy, Rowanclaw, were deep in conversation, while Littlecloud was in his den, muttering under his breath as he counted juniper berries.
I wonder what Foxleap would say if I told him exactly what I can see from here?
βThereβs RiverClan,β she mewed aloud. βYou can just see their campβthere, between the two streams.β
βToo bad there are so many trees and bushes,β Foxleap responded, letting out a mischievous mrrow.
βWe could spy on them!β I can do that just fine, thanks, trees or no trees. Dovewing located Minnowtail giving her apprentice a fishing lesson. βNo, Mossypaw, sit where your shadow is behind you, not stretching over the water.β
βAnd the WindClan camp is over thereβ was all she meowed to Foxleap, waving her tail toward the moorland on their other side. βItβs in a hollow, but you canβt see it from here.β
βI forgot, youβve been there.β Foxleapβs voice held a trace of envy. βWas it scary?β
βPretty much,β Dovewing confessed. βI shouldnβt haveββ She broke off, her pelt bristling as a grief-stricken screech sounded in her ears.
For a heartbeat she looked around wildly, half fearing that one of the patrol had been grabbed by a fox. But Squirrelflight and Jayfeather were still walking quietly a few taillengths ahead. Foxleap was staring at her as if she had gone mad.
Afterward Foxleap tries to comfort her.
βYouβre being left behind!β Squirrelflight scolded.βGet a move on!β
βSorry! Iβm coming!β Dovewing called back, forcing her paws to move. She hated feeling as if she was abandoning the Clans to the Dark Forest, but there was nothing she could do to help Antpelt. She just had to pray that Ivypool would be careful. Her sister wasnβt stupid; sheβd know soon enough that Antpelt had died from his injuries. Deliberately Dovewing closed her ears to the sounds of grief coming from the WindClan camp.
Foxleap stayed beside her as she plodded up the hill. βItβs okay to be spooked when youβre so far away from home,β he reassured her. βDonβt worry. Iβll look after you.β
I can look after myself, thanks! Dovewing just stopped herself from snarling the words out loud. Itβs not like I can tell him what the real problem is.
βSorry! Iβm coming!β Dovewing called back, forcing her paws to move. She hated feeling as if she was abandoning the Clans to the Dark Forest, but there was nothing she could do to help Antpelt. She just had to pray that Ivypool would be careful. Her sister wasnβt stupid; sheβd know soon enough that Antpelt had died from his injuries. Deliberately Dovewing closed her ears to the sounds of grief coming from the WindClan camp.
Foxleap stayed beside her as she plodded up the hill. βItβs okay to be spooked when youβre so far away from home,β he reassured her. βDonβt worry. Iβll look after you.β
I can look after myself, thanks! Dovewing just stopped herself from snarling the words out loud. Itβs not like I can tell him what the real problem is.
Foxleap comforts her when she has a sensory overload, he whispers to her and speaks calmly so he doesn't make things worse.
Sick and giddy, Dovewing squeezed her eyes shut, but the whirl of images continued.
βDovewing! Dovewing!β Foxleapβs voice cut faintly across the turmoil. Dovewing couldnβt move. She tried to reply to Foxleap, but she couldnβt form the words. Then she became aware of another cat standing close to her.
βDovewing!β It was Jayfeatherβs voice, quiet but incisive. βFocus on me. Block out the rest of the noise.β
βCanβtββ Gasping out a single word was a huge effort.
βYes, you can. Come onβconcentrate!β His voice was sharp, like a splash of icy water.
One by one, Dovewing drew her senses back in. She dared to open her eyes and made out the blurred shape of Jayfeather in front of her. βThatβs better.β
She could hear his voice more clearly now. βFocus harder. Donβt let go.β There was still a dull, aching roar in Dovewingβs head, but she could feel the ground under her paws again, and see her companions; Squirrelflight and Foxleap were staring at her in alarm.
Foxleap drew his tail-tip gently down her side. βItβs all right,β he whispered.
βAre you okay to go on?β Squirrelflight demanded bluntly. βIf youβre not, just tell us. Itβs not too late for you to go back.β
Dovewing couldnβt stop trembling. She guessed that down by the lake, the hills had shielded her special senses from the outside world. There would be nothing to protect her now. So sheβd have to learn to protect herself. The dull roar inside her head threatened to increase, but she pushed it back down. She took a deep breath and faced Squirrelflight, struggling to keep her voice even.
βIβll be fine. I want to keep going.β Squirrelflight gave her a hard look, then nodded.
βOkay. Letβs go.β She began to lead the way down the slope into the trees. Foxleap padded close beside Dovewing, their pelts brushing.
βWalk with me,β he murmured. βThereβs nothing to be scared of.β Dovewing was still so shaken that she didnβt have the strength to be angry with him for assuming she was frightened of leaving familiar territory.
βDovewing! Dovewing!β Foxleapβs voice cut faintly across the turmoil. Dovewing couldnβt move. She tried to reply to Foxleap, but she couldnβt form the words. Then she became aware of another cat standing close to her.
βDovewing!β It was Jayfeatherβs voice, quiet but incisive. βFocus on me. Block out the rest of the noise.β
βCanβtββ Gasping out a single word was a huge effort.
βYes, you can. Come onβconcentrate!β His voice was sharp, like a splash of icy water.
One by one, Dovewing drew her senses back in. She dared to open her eyes and made out the blurred shape of Jayfeather in front of her. βThatβs better.β
She could hear his voice more clearly now. βFocus harder. Donβt let go.β There was still a dull, aching roar in Dovewingβs head, but she could feel the ground under her paws again, and see her companions; Squirrelflight and Foxleap were staring at her in alarm.
Foxleap drew his tail-tip gently down her side. βItβs all right,β he whispered.
βAre you okay to go on?β Squirrelflight demanded bluntly. βIf youβre not, just tell us. Itβs not too late for you to go back.β
Dovewing couldnβt stop trembling. She guessed that down by the lake, the hills had shielded her special senses from the outside world. There would be nothing to protect her now. So sheβd have to learn to protect herself. The dull roar inside her head threatened to increase, but she pushed it back down. She took a deep breath and faced Squirrelflight, struggling to keep her voice even.
βIβll be fine. I want to keep going.β Squirrelflight gave her a hard look, then nodded.
βOkay. Letβs go.β She began to lead the way down the slope into the trees. Foxleap padded close beside Dovewing, their pelts brushing.
βWalk with me,β he murmured. βThereβs nothing to be scared of.β Dovewing was still so shaken that she didnβt have the strength to be angry with him for assuming she was frightened of leaving familiar territory.
Foxleap cheering Dovewing up and the two of them being playful.
As she padded farther into the trees, her feelings of uneasiness faded. She was growing used to blocking out the rush of sensations, and she thought that the surrounding trees were cutting off some of the images that assailed her. This forest was very like ThunderClan territory, too; she began to feel at home, and even to enjoy the journey.
βBet you canβt leap over that!β Foxleap challenged her when they came to a shallow stream.
βBet I can!β Dovewing retorted, racing up to the bank and pushing off strongly so that her paws landed squarely on the cool moss beyond. Foxleap jumped after her, but one hind paw slipped as he took off, and he landed with his hindquarters in the stream, droplets splashing up his legs and into his belly fur.
βClumsy furball!β Dovewing called with a mrrowof laughter. Foxleap hauled himself out, shaking his reddish tabby pelt. βIβll show you whoβs a furball!β he meowed, launching himself after Dovewing. With a squeal of excitement, Dovewing pelted away, hiding behind the drooping branches of a willow tree. Foxleap dived after her, chasing her around the trunk and batting at her tail with his forepaws, his claws sheathed.
βHonestly! Are you kits?β Squirrelflightβs voice came from outside the screen of willow boughs.
βOops!β Dovewing exchanged a guilty glance with Foxleap. She poked her head out through the branches to see Squirrelflight standing a couple of tail-lengths away, her tail-tip twitching. βSorry.β
Squirrelflight rolled her eyes.βThereβs a long way to go,β she meowed, not sounding as angry as Dovewing had expected. βYou need to save your energy. Weβre going to hunt now and then rest.β
βBut Iβm not sleepy!β Foxleap protested, popping his head out of the willow screen beside Dovewing. βI could run forever.β
βBet you canβt leap over that!β Foxleap challenged her when they came to a shallow stream.
βBet I can!β Dovewing retorted, racing up to the bank and pushing off strongly so that her paws landed squarely on the cool moss beyond. Foxleap jumped after her, but one hind paw slipped as he took off, and he landed with his hindquarters in the stream, droplets splashing up his legs and into his belly fur.
βClumsy furball!β Dovewing called with a mrrowof laughter. Foxleap hauled himself out, shaking his reddish tabby pelt. βIβll show you whoβs a furball!β he meowed, launching himself after Dovewing. With a squeal of excitement, Dovewing pelted away, hiding behind the drooping branches of a willow tree. Foxleap dived after her, chasing her around the trunk and batting at her tail with his forepaws, his claws sheathed.
βHonestly! Are you kits?β Squirrelflightβs voice came from outside the screen of willow boughs.
βOops!β Dovewing exchanged a guilty glance with Foxleap. She poked her head out through the branches to see Squirrelflight standing a couple of tail-lengths away, her tail-tip twitching. βSorry.β
Squirrelflight rolled her eyes.βThereβs a long way to go,β she meowed, not sounding as angry as Dovewing had expected. βYou need to save your energy. Weβre going to hunt now and then rest.β
βBut Iβm not sleepy!β Foxleap protested, popping his head out of the willow screen beside Dovewing. βI could run forever.β
Foxleap worrying over Dovewing's safety and also trying to keep her calm when she's stuck in the snow.
The next thing she knew, the ground gave way under her paws. She let out a yowl of alarm, cut off as she landed on soft snow. Blinking in confusion, Dovewing realized that she had fallen down a narrow cleft in the path. Foxleap was gazing down at her, his head and ears outlined against the sky.
βAre you okay?β he asked anxiously. Dovewing floundered to her paws, the snow too loose to give her a proper footing. βI think so,β she mewed. Glancing up at the sheer stone walls that stretched up around her, she added, βI donβt think I can get out.β
βOkay, donβt panic.β Foxleap was replaced by Crag, his voice brisk and confident. βWeβll get you out.β
βAre you okay?β he asked anxiously. Dovewing floundered to her paws, the snow too loose to give her a proper footing. βI think so,β she mewed. Glancing up at the sheer stone walls that stretched up around her, she added, βI donβt think I can get out.β
βOkay, donβt panic.β Foxleap was replaced by Crag, his voice brisk and confident. βWeβll get you out.β
After they saved her.
βDo you want to go back to the cave?β Stormfur asked. βSwoop will go with you.β
Dovewing shook her head. She didnβt want to be a nuisance and leave the patrol with only one caveguard, especially with eagles about. βNo, I can keep going,β she insisted.
Foxleap padded up and gave her ear a quick lick. βJust tell me if you need any help,β he whispered.
Dovewing shook her head. She didnβt want to be a nuisance and leave the patrol with only one caveguard, especially with eagles about. βNo, I can keep going,β she insisted.
Foxleap padded up and gave her ear a quick lick. βJust tell me if you need any help,β he whispered.
Dovewing comforting Foxleap after he's devastated over Swoop's death, and blames himself.
Dovewing lifted her head, feeling cold horror course through her veins. She couldnβt hear Swoop screaming nowβand that was the most terrible sound of all. βSheβs dead,β she whispered.
Foxleap staggered to his paws and faced the Tribe cats. βIβm sorry,β he mewed, his voice full of anguish. βIt was my fault.β
βYes!β Splash hissed, her eyes narrowed with grief and hostility. βYou were told to stay out of it. If youβd done as Crag told you, Swoop would be alive now.β
βI know. Iβm sorry,β Foxleap repeated.
Dovewing padded over to him and pressed her muzzle against his shoulder. βIt wasnβt your fault,β she murmured. βYou were only trying to help. Without you, the eagle might have taken Flora.β
βBetter an intruder than one of the Tribe!β Splash snapped. Foxleap said nothing, just stared at his paws with numb grief in his eyes. Crag let out a long sigh. βBlaming Foxleap wonβt help. Weβd better get back to the cave.β
Foxleap staggered to his paws and faced the Tribe cats. βIβm sorry,β he mewed, his voice full of anguish. βIt was my fault.β
βYes!β Splash hissed, her eyes narrowed with grief and hostility. βYou were told to stay out of it. If youβd done as Crag told you, Swoop would be alive now.β
βI know. Iβm sorry,β Foxleap repeated.
Dovewing padded over to him and pressed her muzzle against his shoulder. βIt wasnβt your fault,β she murmured. βYou were only trying to help. Without you, the eagle might have taken Flora.β
βBetter an intruder than one of the Tribe!β Splash snapped. Foxleap said nothing, just stared at his paws with numb grief in his eyes. Crag let out a long sigh. βBlaming Foxleap wonβt help. Weβd better get back to the cave.β
Dovewing and Foxleap comforting each other while Dovewing also defends Foxleap from the tribe.
Dovewing stood close to Foxleap so that their pelts brushed. βWe should never have made this journey,β she murmured.
βJayfeather wonβt tell us why we had to come, and now a cat is dead.β
Foxleap nodded. βI want to go home.β Movement in the shadows of the cave caught Dovewingβs eye, and she spotted Stoneteller stalking toward them, with Crag at his shoulder. The old cat halted in front of the group, his amber eyes glaring with anger and hatred.
βNo cat wanted you here,β he snarled. βAnd now one of the Tribe is dead because of you.β
βYou canβt blame Foxleap!β Dovewing stepped forward, her neck fur bristling with anger. βHe was very brave.β
βI donβt blame Foxleap,β Stoneteller rasped. βI blame all of you. If you had never come to the mountains, Swoop would still be alive.β
βJayfeather wonβt tell us why we had to come, and now a cat is dead.β
Foxleap nodded. βI want to go home.β Movement in the shadows of the cave caught Dovewingβs eye, and she spotted Stoneteller stalking toward them, with Crag at his shoulder. The old cat halted in front of the group, his amber eyes glaring with anger and hatred.
βNo cat wanted you here,β he snarled. βAnd now one of the Tribe is dead because of you.β
βYou canβt blame Foxleap!β Dovewing stepped forward, her neck fur bristling with anger. βHe was very brave.β
βI donβt blame Foxleap,β Stoneteller rasped. βI blame all of you. If you had never come to the mountains, Swoop would still be alive.β
They have other moments where they share prey together, go on patrol together and also train together. Overall they had a very positive relationship with one another.
I think what's sad about these two is that they clearly cared for one another and could have worked out well as mates even. In DwS, you can see Dove visiting to check on Fox a lot, and then is devastated when he doesn't make it. Honestly these two were such a wasted opportunity.
How different do you guys think it would have been for both of their characters if they had become mates? Also what kind of kits would they have? Any ideas?