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x a strange love
x spottedstar meets cinderswoop

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xxxxxxcinderswoop & F3
Large, short-furred pale ginger tabby she-cat with
white markings and amber eyes. She's incredibly
friendly and sees the best in others.
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Waking up from his slumber, the tired tom opened his eyes to see it was still night. Licking his paw
and running it over his muzzle, he knew he would not be able to go back asleep. Raising from his nest, he shook the moss from his thick fur. He took soft pawsteps out of the warriors den to make sure he did not disturb someone from their slumber. He was able to see clear tonight since the moon was putting off lots of light. He made sure to make it out of camp quietly, his pawsteps barely heard even with his large build. He decided to go towards the river, loving the sound of the water flowing as it never slowed down.

Cinderswoop was laying beside the river, listening to the water hitting the rocks. It calmed his thoughts and made him feel better. The nightmare he had made his body shake with fear and guilt. He was born a loner and was brought into the clan when he was just an apprentice. He was so engrossed with his thoughts that he did not hear another cat approach him. Opening his eyes, he saw a ginger she-cat. Instead of hissing or growling, he just twitched his whiskers. "Who are you?" he questioned the tabby as she stared at him from her spot in the bushes. If she did not want to talk then he was going to have to make her get off the territory. He did not make an attempt to move from his spot on the shore, instead turning away from her to watch the water once more. He could still hear her breathing and knew that she had not came out of the bush yet.

Suddenly, the she-cat's meow broke him out of his thoughts once more. "Are you a wild cat?" she asked him, her meow soft and gentle but curious. Cinderswoop nodded his head, not bothering to turn around. "You are a lone cat, just like I use to be," he commented, turning around to face her. For once, the cat actually took his breath away. She was gorgeous, no doubt. "I am not going to hurt you," the blue mink murmured, easing the she-cat out of her hiding place. "You're quite handsome," she purred, rubbing against him. "I am no lone cat, I am with a group but I came to explore," she finally explained to the large tom. Cinderswoop felt his fur bristle at the thought of another group of cats being so close to waterlcan but he let it go for now.

He rubbed his tail across her back as he let her move as she pleased. "What is your name?" he asked her, his meow coming out as a purr. He was enjoying this she-cat since he never clicked with any of the cats back in his clan. "Apple," she stated, amber eyes clashing with turquoise eyes. Apple. Weird, he thought to himself as Apple rubbed her head against his throat. He knew this was against the warrior code but he could not help it. Love is love, right? He gave her a lick on her forehead, "I'm Cinderswoop," the tom introduced himself to her. She felt her snort in amusement and he could have done the same to her name.

Two moons have past since Cinderswoop had spent the entire night with Apple. When he saw the queens in the clan, he wondered if Apple was carrying his kits. He would go about his life in the clan, the she-cat constantly on his mind as he went through his duties. He knew the clan saw something was up but he had been careful to get her scent off of him before returning to the clan in the early morning. He was chewing on his fish he had caught when he noticed a familiar cat being escorted by a patrol enter the camp. He discarded his fish as he padded across the camp to question Apple. The two warriors with her were carrying kits. He knew they were his just by the age. "Why are you here? he asked, not looking into her amber eyes. "I came to give your our kits, I do not need them," she answered, holding her head up high as the clan gasped. He turned to her sharply and hissed, "You will give up your own kits?" The tom did not get angry easily but this hurt him more then anything. "We will take them in, make sure she leaves the territory," another voice spoke, and Cinderswoop looked to see his leader, Spottedstar. He dropped his head in defeat as the leader was looking at him. "I am not mad, Cinderswoop. We will talk later, go see your kits," the leader spoke with a gentle tone, laying her tail across his back. He nodded to her and padded over to the nursery to see his kits and thank the queen that takes them in.

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❝my new warrior, welcome.❞

spottedstar & cinderswoop
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Cinderpaw was just returning to camp when he heard the commotion. The tom and his friend, Ravenpaw, glanced at each other before realizing what was happening. Dappledpelt is having her kits! The apprentices ran towards the nursery but were stopped by the deputy. "Go fetch some damp moss for Dappledpelt," he instructed them as he waved them off with a flick of his tail. Both toms grumbled in annoyance but ran off to do what the deputy told them. When they both had wet moss, they pushed through the entrance of the nursery and laid the moss next to the queen's head. Cinderpaw could not help himself and glanced into the nest to see only one kit. Where was the others? The medicine cat made sure the queen was okay before leaving the nursery. He was about to ask Dappledpelt where her other kits were but was ushered out by the deputy once more.

It had been three moons since Dappledpelt's kit had arrived and Ciderpaw had not be allowed in there. Apparently she had two more kits that went to Starclan. He was excited to finally meet Spottedkit, wanting someone new to play with. He had finished hunting for the day, cleaning his soaking wet coat from the river when he saw the little she-cat emerge from the den. The tom quickly got to his paws and padded over, "Hey, Spottedkit! I'm Cinderpaw," he introduced himself excitedly to the smaller cat, his tail waving in the air. Spottedkit looked up at the tom before jumping in the air and gripping on to his back. "You're the rouge and I'm the warrior," she yowled playfully, her tiny body looking like a speck on the large apprentice. Cinderpaw growled mockingly, turning to swipe the kit off of his back. "You nasty warrior," he meowed, his whiskers twitching in amusement. He remembered when he use to play like this, now it was all work and no play. Spottedkit jumped off of him and turned on her paws, her fur fluffed out. "Get out!" She hissed, swiping her small paw at him. Cinderpaw turned and ran, looking over his shoulder to see how proud the tiny she-cat looked. That kit will be leader one day.