Cloudpaw
Tom :: 9 moons :: Crush, Yes :: Tagging Otterpaw and Pigeonpaw
Cloudpaw watched, horrified as Skip left. Unlike Pigeonpaw, the cream tom stood, pausing. Not wanting to leave his distraught friend, though he did want to find out if the she-cat was gone for good. "She's not leaving." he told Pigeonpaw firmly, though he knew he might be lying.
Skip
Female:: Crush, Otterpaw :: 8 moons :: Tagging Medicine cat Den
Skip kept glancing at the two cream tom's huddled a little off to the side of the den. A spark of anger lit up her amber eyes like fire.
Why did Scorch have to come in here and know me... why did i have to act like that towards Pigeonpaw and Otterpaw? Skip's anger died as she realized it wasn't Scorch's fault. It was hers. Her throat seemed to swell in her mouth as her eyelids filled, blurring her vision. Her head tucked against her chest, Skip left the den as quickly as her three legs could allow. Veering off to the nearest dark place she could find, Skip realized she was in a den full of herbs. She sat down on a nest and let the streaks of water fall, staining her russet fur black.
Tom :: 9 moons :: Crush, Yes :: Tagging Otterpaw and Pigeonpaw
Cloudpaw watched, horrified as Skip left. Unlike Pigeonpaw, the cream tom stood, pausing. Not wanting to leave his distraught friend, though he did want to find out if the she-cat was gone for good. "She's not leaving." he told Pigeonpaw firmly, though he knew he might be lying.
Skip
Female:: Crush, Otterpaw :: 8 moons :: Tagging Medicine cat Den
Skip kept glancing at the two cream tom's huddled a little off to the side of the den. A spark of anger lit up her amber eyes like fire.
Why did Scorch have to come in here and know me... why did i have to act like that towards Pigeonpaw and Otterpaw? Skip's anger died as she realized it wasn't Scorch's fault. It was hers. Her throat seemed to swell in her mouth as her eyelids filled, blurring her vision. Her head tucked against her chest, Skip left the den as quickly as her three legs could allow. Veering off to the nearest dark place she could find, Skip realized she was in a den full of herbs. She sat down on a nest and let the streaks of water fall, staining her russet fur black.