Username: ajax.
Cat Name: SunSmoke
Clan: ThistleClanRank: warden
Gender: shecat
Age: 30 moons
Prompt: "I'm gonna do it Silver!"
SunSmoke's determined meow sounded outside the healers' den, causing the blue point to poke their slender head out to greet the she-cat.
Already the cleric knew what was up, and they let a toothy smile spread across their face.
"You finally got the nerves to go away?" They meowed, their voice amused.
"Yup! I'm going to do it!"
SunSmoke had had a crush on another she-cat from another clan. She first spotted her at a gathering, her loud meow echoing throughout the clearing. From then and afterwards the other's bright pelt always caught the warden's eye.
SageStrike, a warrior in SilentClan, was the cat that was always on SunSmoke's mind.
"How are you going to do it?" SilverMint's question snapped the fluffy she-cat from her thoughts.
"Huh, I'm not quite sure. I think I'll figure that out on the way there. It's a few days journey after all." She thought aloud.
She had spoken to the other she-cat once or twice before, and it only caused the she-cat's feelings to grow. She was so
kind to her it was so strange.
She hoped she wouldn't get turned down, she didn't have to worry about it being against the rules, as their deputy HeatherPool was mated to AdderStar himself.
"A rose." She decided, causing SilverMint to turn and regard their comrade.
"A rose would be nice, my old stand-ups gave them to each other on valentines day, though that's not for a few moons." The healer mused.
Though valentines day was a strange concept to the warden, she nodded stoically to herself and stood.
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She had made it to the border of SilentClan, and she waited patiently for a patrol, a red rose in her jaws. The thorns pricked her mouth, but she decided the pain would be worth it. She just hoped she wouldn't get turned down.
She heard voices not far away, and the scents of cats wafted up her nostrils as she anticipated the greeting.
She watched as three cats walked out of the undergrowth, eyeing her suspiciously. SunSmoke recognized BrackenHaze, as well as a slim flame point she couldn't remember the name of.
Then there she was, her coat gleaming in the afternoon sun, and SunSmoke prayed the blush that covered her face wasn't visible.
"What is your purpose to be on SilentClan territory?" SageStrike asked, though her eyes flickered with recognition to the smoke.
Instead of saying anything, SunSmoke stood and stepped forward, keeping in mind the borderline. She placed the rose at SageStrike's paws and stepped away, dipping her head as she sat back down. "For you." She meowed simply.
The tabby clearly didn't know how to respond, her mouth hanging agape for several moments, and a faint blush could be seen where her fur was white. She closed her jaws, letting a small smile play across her muzzle--unable to respond.
“Oh my gosh thank you!” She finally said, leaping forward to grab the rose, wearing a heavy blush.
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