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POSTED ON: Jun 8, 2022 15:28:09 GMT 12
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The clan was abuzz. The clan had four new warriors in its ranks and three new apprentices. Bisontooth was pleased to see so much growth and excitement in the clan; despite the rebellion that loomed over their heads a mere few moons ago. Since then however, wounds had healed and the clan had grown more unified. [break][break]
The warrior’s pale green eyes searched the forest for the familiar and yet beautiful molly. In his brown and white tabby jaws he held a snake. It drooped in his mouth, dead. But, it was still fresh. In the distance, the cinnamon molly appeared in his sights. He felt his heart flutter, his paws felt clammy and he couldn’t stop smiling like a mousebrain. [break][break]
The tom caught himself grinning and immediately pulled it from his maw. He felt like an idiot. He approached the she-cat with a skip in his step, his eyes bright. They had grown very close lately. Ever since the rebellion; they had become closer. They had spent numerous nights now, laying cuddled up against one another. They had spent nights in silence, whispering softly and basking in one another’s presence. Bisontooth had always known how he felt about her. But, the last few moons - it had become increasingly clear. [break][break]
Bisontooth wasn’t really a romantic; per say, but there was something about Myrtlesky that always brought out another side to him. A softer side. He approached the fluffy deputy, greeting her with a small head-bump, followed by a very soft, subtle purr. “Congratulations; you must be one proud mother,” he said as his green eyes shifted to meet Myrtlesky’s.
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POSTED ON: Jun 8, 2022 16:02:11 GMT 12
[googlefont=Quicksand][googlefont=Lobster] Myrtlesky  [attr="class","khaltable"] Myrtlesky was sitting soundlessly in the forest. She was enveloped in darkness. It was approaching moon-high and it was so peaceful and tranquil. The air felt frosty and bitter against her warm nose and lips. But, she didn’t seem to mind. The deputy’s long tail was draped around her front paws and her mind lingered. Her little ones were no longer little ones. They were fully grown warriors. She almost had a tear in her eye, thinking about how much they had grown. It felt like just moons ago she was as swollen and round as a peach. She had made the ultimate decision to ask someone to sire her children. And, perhaps that request was one of the best decisions she had ever made. Many in the clan judged her for it, but many also admired her strength and courage. There were no regrets, none at all. The deputy missed the feeling of having small, squirming kits crawling over her. She missed the little trips around the territory. She missed the feeling of having her kits so close to her at all times. She exhaled slowly. Now they were adults. Soon, they would find their own loves - maybe they’d come to her excitedly about news of upcoming pregnancies, or maybe heartache as she had to her own mother. Myrtlesky felt a little old as she thought about the future. But, she knew she still had some moons to go. There was so much life. Condorstar himself was living proof that sometimes age was but a number; it was the feelings inside that dictated how old you really were. Myrtlesky’s thoughts were broken off; her blue gaze shifted to the strapping warrior who greeted her with an affectionate head bunt. Bisontooth had become someone special as of late. Perhaps - after all these moons, she had finally found someone she could be with. She had always desired that picture perfect family. A strong, handsome mate, a happy young family. However, it seemed her life was falling into place in reverse. She had the kits first, and now maybe here came the handsome, attractive mate? She smiled as he greeted her. She believed she loved him, although she had never said the words. “Thank you,” she said, “I still can’t believe it. They’ve grown so quickly…But, I can’t be more proud. I do wish that Buzzardpaw was there too, receiving his name. But, perhaps soon.” There was a slight pang in her chest as she thought of her deceased kit; Merlinkit. The young one had been claimed in greencough and she wished she could have saved him. But, it simply hadn’t been StarClan’s wishes. [newclass=".khaltable"]color:#d2e3d1;[/newclass][newclass=".khaltable b"]color:#d2e3d1;[/newclass] Designed by BANDIT
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POSTED ON: Jun 9, 2022 8:07:07 GMT 12
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night warrior of shadowclan [attr="class","percp5 percpb"] [attr="class","percscroll"]
Bisontooth dropped the snake down on the ground between the two cats, he motioned to the deputy, soundlessly inquiring whether she would like to share. The snake had only just been caught in the forest a few moments earlier. Maybe a small gift to quench their hunger. [break][break]
He sat down beside her, sweeping his tail across both himself and Myrtlesky. Being close to her was just a habit now; he hadn’t even thought about it - it had just happened. Their relationship had developed so naturally, so easily. Everything between the two just felt so right. [break][break]
“I know Buzzardpaw will be receiving his warrior name soon too. He’s a sharp one, just like you,” he said, raising a small smile. He knew that Myrtlesky had lost one of her kits back in the Nursery. Merlinkit. Bisontooth had never fathered kits and so he didn’t know the pain or agony of loosing a kitten; especially one so young. But, he could imagine that it would be painful. Like someone reaching into your body and tearing out a piece of yourself? [break][break]
Bisontooth exhaled slowly; taking in the cool wind as it brushed past his fur. He leaned closer to the deputy; his source of warmth. “It is such a nice night.”
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POSTED ON: Jun 10, 2022 16:01:45 GMT 12
[googlefont=Quicksand][googlefont=Lobster] Myrtlesky [attr="class","khaltable"] Myrtlesky’s gaze fell to the snake. It looked tender and deep down, she felt hunger ngaw at her stomach. She hadn’t eaten tonight; not yet. She lowered her head forward and took a few small, gentle bites. “Still warm,” she said softly, emitting a gradual purr. She leaned into the tom once she had her fill, and then began to run her tongue across her bi-colored paws. There was something satisfying about having a warm meal on a cold night. And she always, without fail, groomed herself afterwards. The deputy swiped her paw several times across her long white whiskers. She hated the feeling of having something on her maw. She nodded as Bisontooth chirped about the night being nice. She loved being a night warrior. It was special; peaceful, even. “Do you ever look at your life and wonder…What’s next? Or, how did you get here?” She asked with a soft whisper. “I never envisioned being clan deputy. I never thought I’d have kits without a mate. But, it seems my life is all about breaking what I thought was possible…going beyond what dreamed as a kit.”
[newclass=".khaltable"]color:#d2e3d1;[/newclass][newclass=".khaltable b"]color:#d2e3d1;[/newclass] Designed by BANDIT
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POSTED ON: Jun 14, 2022 15:49:10 GMT 12
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night warrior of shadowclan [attr="class","percp5 percpb"] [attr="class","percscroll"]
Bisontooth was a simple cat. He wasn’t all that ambitious, but he did want to fight and protect those he cared for, and he did value leadership and the traditional approach to the clans. Even if Condorstar didn’t exactly fit that mold. However; all his life, he wanted to be a warrior and a father. He had never become a father, but he had become a warrior. A good one at that too, if he could say so himself. [break][break]
He had always presumed that Milkberry would be the mother to his kits. But, that day had never come. If anything; she had taken that idea and ripped it apart. He had began to think that maybe he’d never be a father and maybe, that was ok. “You are the clan deputy because you are the perfect cat for the job,” he said with a small smile. [break][break]
“There are things that haven’t gone how I imagined them to. But, I wouldn’t change it,” he said, nodding as he spoke. Bisontooth was happy. Sure; there was tension with Firehawk and Milkberry. But, time was easing those challenges. He had in the very least made amends with Firehawk. That was something. [break][break]
“You are happy though, right?” He asked. He imagined he knew the answer already; but he figured he would ask. “I guess everyone has things in their life that don’t always go the way they thought. But, that’s what makes life surprising.”
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POSTED ON: Jun 16, 2022 11:50:07 GMT 12
[googlefont=Quicksand][googlefont=Lobster] Myrtlesky [attr="class","khaltable"] Myrtlesky leaned into Bisontooth, inhaling his warm, familiar scent. The two had been warming each other’s nests for a few sunrises now. It hadn’t started as anything serious; the two had just grown closer, and with the cold winds of leaf-fall, they had found comfort in each other’s presence. But, the more Myrtlesky began to think it all through - the more she began to realize that maybe this connection was more serious than she had ever imagined it to be. She smiled gradually as he commented on how she was the perfect cat for deputy. She liked to think she was too, even if she didn’t always verbalize that thought. She flicked her brown tail and nodded. “Thanks, Bisontooth. I guess I'm just still a little surprised sometimes." It was never her goal, nor even dream. But, it had happened. She believed now that she was the best for it. But, if you asked her 20 moons ago, she'd have laughed. The molly listened. There were things that she too, she wished had gone differently. But, you couldn’t change the past. She nodded as he asked whether she was happy, her smile grew wider. She was more than happy. She was… almost transcendent with euphoria. “Most definitely,” she said. The molly’s gaze reached his, and she felt her heart flutter. She paused, staring at him almost in awe. [newclass=".khaltable"]color:#d2e3d1;[/newclass][newclass=".khaltable b"]color:#d2e3d1;[/newclass] Designed by BANDIT
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POSTED ON: Jun 16, 2022 15:16:47 GMT 12
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[attr="id","percpost"] [attr="class","percpost1"] [attr="class","percp4"] [attr="class","percp5 percim"] [attr="class","percpicon"] [attr="class","percptitle"]bisontooth
night warrior of shadowclan [attr="class","percp5 percpb"] [attr="class","percscroll"]
Bisontooth shook his head slowly while smiling. He didn’t understand why Myrtlesky was so surprised at her capabilities. She was the perfect cat for the role of deputy, and eventually - leader too. He wasn’t just saying it to be nice. He truly meant it, even if his words weren’t laced with silk like that of others. He meant it. [break][break]
“You have worked hard. You are brilliant, and don’t forget it,” he said as he ran his tongue gradually across the feline’s cheek. [break][break]
As her gaze locked with his, he tilted his head gradually. He could tell she was thinking about something. Something important. What was it? “Is everything okay?” He asked as he leaned closer to the molly.
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POSTED ON: Jun 17, 2022 8:23:52 GMT 12
[googlefont=Quicksand][googlefont=Lobster] Myrtlesky [attr="class","khaltable"] Myrtlesky felt her skin burn. She leaned into him, inhaling his scent slowly. She leaned back, locking her eyes with him. Part of her wished that they had connected like this 12 moons ago; back before her kits were born, back before Condorstar. But, the other part of her admired Condorstar’s skills as a father and knew that their kits were who they were, because of who their father was. But, what would Bisontooth have been like as a father? Perhaps he still could be…Perhaps he could be a step-father of sorts? She placed her paws on top of Bisontooth’s, leaning into him. “I love you,” she said, softly. She knew how she felt. She loved him. There were no other words to describe the rush she felt when she saw him - the completeness she felt when she was around him. She had been in love before, but it had always been unrequited. She had been spat out and used; tossed aside more often than not. But, this was different to all those times - this was real, this felt right. He was her best friend and soul mate wrapped into one. She knew that he felt the same without her needing his validation. Their relationship just felt so natural. [newclass=".khaltable"]color:#d2e3d1;[/newclass][newclass=".khaltable b"]color:#d2e3d1;[/newclass] Designed by BANDIT
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POSTED ON: Jun 21, 2022 11:55:38 GMT 12
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[attr="id","percpost"] [attr="class","percpost1"] [attr="class","percp4"] [attr="class","percp5 percim"] [attr="class","percpicon"] [attr="class","percptitle"]bisontooth
night warrior of shadowclan [attr="class","percp5 percpb"] [attr="class","percscroll"]
Bisontooth hadn’t expected Myrtlesky to tell him that she loved him. But the words made him feel like he had been struck by lightning. [break][break]
He was excited and his heart was racing. However, he remained calm, collected and strangely composed, despite the electrified feeling he had pulsating through his body. He breathed in her scent and rubbed his head against hers. He was happy. [break][break]
She was a large contributor of his happiness. “I love you too,” he said as he released a gentle purr. There was a sense of bliss sitting entwined with Myrtlesky. And even more so, now that they had declared their true feelings. [break][break]
He wanted to shout it to everyone; to yell at the top of his lungs how much he loved and cared for the deputy. But, it was just the adrenaline talking. He wouldn’t actually. He was much too aloof for that. He looked into her stunning blue eyes and felt a cheeky smile creep across his features. [break][break]
Could life get any better?
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