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Post by Amber on Mar 5, 2008 19:34:00 GMT -5
((Sad thing is, it took me the longest time to figure out what Jetstreak had caught. My sister rolled her eyes, called me a blonde, then walked out of the room.))
Amberstar wished that she could do what Jetstreak had just stated. But she couldn't...Spiritheart was a loyal deputy, and was a better one than she gave credit to.
"Well when did you catch something?" she asked, wondering how he could have had the time to catch something when he had been with her the entire time.
"And what can be better than a bird?" Now Jetstreak had caught her attention. What in the world was this tom talking about?
"Soft...warm...amber colored?" The leader was now completely confused, any guess she would have would be nowhere near. Might as well try, though. "A strange colored mouse or vole?" she asked.
"Oh, I don't know, just tell me!" she finally said.
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Post by Azalea on Mar 5, 2008 22:15:59 GMT -5
OoC- -rolls eyes- You idiot.
BiC-
"YOU!" shouted Jetstreak, leaping on her back and pretending to bite her neck.
"You must be much more tasty than nasty mice or voles, ugh. I wonder..."
A strange look came into his eye.
"Do you think you'd taste good?" he queried, still grinning.
He hadn't joked this much in his entire life! Amberstar was definitely a special cat.
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Post by Amber on Mar 9, 2008 10:19:36 GMT -5
Amberstar blinked, still a bit confused. "Me?" she asked, wondering what was wrong with this tom.
She flipped herself over and began to purr as she looked in his eyes. "I wouldn't have a clue, I mean its not like I taste myself every day." she mused.
She put her paw by his face, since she couldn't reach his ear to bat at. "You really are something, you know that? I hope our kits have your sense of humor." her purring only grew louder with each word. "And your good looks." of course she had to add this!
"If they had your good looks I might actually stay in the nursery with them. " she murmered, mostly to herself.
"Alright, enough fooling around, we better get back to camp before the rest of the clan wakes up and find us gone."
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Post by Azalea on Mar 9, 2008 15:20:14 GMT -5
At her teasing words a jolt of fear shot through Jetstreak.
"Amberstar," he meowed in a horrified, hollow tone, "what if one of your kits looked like me? Or one of them looked like you? They'd know that we were the parents and we'd get banished from the Clans...forever! I'd never forgive myself."
He shivered involuntarily, though the day was still warm.
"Let's go." he meowed softly. "I don't want anyone to catch us together. I'm so sorry, Amberstar, I never meant to do this to you. To...endanger you so much. I feel so selfish."
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Post by Amber on Mar 9, 2008 18:36:25 GMT -5
Amberstar took a deep breath before replying to Jetstreak. "First of all, let us get one thing straight. They are not my kits, they are our kits. Got that? Second, I want them to look like you. It would be my wish that our kits look identical to you. A black pelt is more common than mine. If one of our kits looked like me, they would stick out. And they won't banish us, I am a leader, their leader, your leader. They won't let us off without hearing us out. And even if we were banished, so what? We could start our own clan, with our kits." She was making herself believe this, just so she wouldn't have to succumb into what Jetstreak was saying.
"And you aren't endangering us, I wanted to come here with you. I love you, and that will never change." Her eyes were burning with rage. What in the world was he thinking?
Amberstar sighed once again before smacking Jetstreak on the side of her face, not bothering to sheathe her claw. "Snap out of it, and stop being a pain in the rear. I don't want our kits to have a father who doubts himself." she muttered. With that said, she began to walk back to camp, but not before uncovering her bird.
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Post by Azalea on Mar 10, 2008 18:30:49 GMT -5
Jetstreak stared after her, mouth hanging open, cheek stinging from her blow.
"A-a-amberstar..." he meowed softly to her retreating back, to no avail.
"I'm sorry..."
He sat there, staring at the ground, mentally chiding himself for his foolishness.
"We probably wouldn't be banished, anyways." he muttered to himself. "Everybody likes Amberstar except for that pain-in-the-butt Spiritheart. At least she'd get off alright. I'm sure I wouldn't."
He stared numbly at the tree before leaping up.
"Dang it! I'm doing it again. Doubting myself. Amberstar, I can do better. I love you." he meowed to nobody in particular before racing off into the forest to hunt.
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