Passing Through the Rainforest ... • {Joust and Backwards} •

[Vivid]

Larkflight nodded and smiled, silent. She stood up, stretched quickly, and then bounded into the forest. The leaves hardly made a sound underneath her as she gathered twigs and leaves in her mouth to patch the dens with.

Mudpelt stiffened, her fur turning to stone. She looked around for Rainshadow, unsure of who he really was. It was so low that she could only have barely heard it, let alone be able to detect voice. She dashed to camp, blindly and narrowly missing things.

[dizzy hurricane.]

Snakestar stiffened momentarily and then bounded away from the camp, his Achilles Tendons { or whatever cats have instead of that } aching to the point of tears. Still, he gathered leaves, twigs, moss, and mud in his mouth until he could hold no more. He padded to the first den, the Warrior's, and started to blindly patch holes and glitches, feeling with his paws with closing his eyes.

Rainshadow felt heat rise beneath his fur and he tried to take deep breaths. He slowly walked into camp, trying to appear nonchalant. He avoided looking at Mudpelt, looking instead at anything else.

[Vivid]

Larkflight was diligently attacking branches and stuff for the nursery, so the branches were small enough that they wouldn't poke the kits if'n they were to run into the wall. She made sure the twigs were only claw size, and began putting them in the weave-work of the den, very, very gently.

Mudpelt dashed to her new best friend, Rainshadow. Her eyes were giant, and her chests were spazming with excited breaths. "It's so sweet! I heard something in the forest say they loved me! Oh, I wish I knew who they were! But, what if it was an ocelot? Or a jaguar? Wouldn't we have the weirdest kits? But, is that even possible? I don't think so! I hope it's a handsome tom!" She brushed her flank against Rainshadow's happily, her face bright with the thrill of knowing something out there liked her.

[dizzy hurricane.]

Snakestar heard Mudpelt's excited voice and looked back, smiling. "Sounds like she's happy," he murmured, moving back to his work. He purred as he gently moved around leaves, branches, and mud to patch up the den.

Rainshadow grimaced, his fur puffing out. "It was me," he said quietly, and then zoomed out of the camp, inwardly kicking himself. That was so the best way to go. Tell a cat you love her, run away, explain it again, and then run away again. Great way to get a she-cat to like you back. Rainshadow stopped, his chest heaving, trying to catch his breath. He coughed and curled up into a ball. There was no way the gorgeous cat would like him now. He ruined it.

[Vivid]

Mudpelt took her time prancing forward slowly, trying to let it sink in. She grinned from ear to ear, a Cheshire grin. If she could get him to confess it to her face, she'd be pleased. She had a dirty secret, and she intended to get it dirtier. [xD JKJKJKJKJKJKJKJKJKJKJKJKJKJKJKJKJKJKJKJKJKJKJKJKJKJKJKJKJKJKJKJKJK!] She was brimming with happiness, and she slowly approached him with a bounce in her step. "Rainshadow! You should learn to tell cats things to their face! You see, like this." She coughed dramatically, and then got right up in his face. Her gigantic eyes loomed infront of him. "I like you." She backed away, purring. "Like that!"

Larkflight made sure every last crevie and nook was cleaned up and covered. We didn't want rain giving the kits and queens bad illnesses, did we now? The more insulation, the warmer and the less rain-and-snow ill the cats would get. She cared deeply for every single last cat in the camp, and ESPECIALLY the kits and queens.

[dizzy hurricane.]

Snakestar looked over at Larkflight and continued purring, trying hard to concentrate and finish the den. He moved the last twigs into place and then stepped back, viewing it from a different angle. The Warriors' den looked fine, so he gathered his
twigs, mud, moss, and leaves and moved to the Apprentices' den. He sighed and started working again.

Rainshadow's fur heated up, and he started to breath heavier. He looked down and then back up into Mudpelt's eyes. "I'm sorry. Mudpelt, I love you." His claws instantly slid out, ready to make a quick break for the deeper forest, but he forced himself to stay still. "Do you mean it? That you like me?"

[Vivid]

Mudpelt grinned even bigger, showing her shiny, pointed teeth. They were misarranged, but they caused her no problems. She stepped onto his paws, her claw sheathed. She made sure he wasn't going anywhere. "Of course. I can't lie, can I?" Her tail was high in the sky and it would waver occasionally with amusement and happiness. Her mud-colored hind-paws were shifting constantly, the ONLY thing telling Rainshadow that she embarrassed.

Larkflight got done quickly and grined, circling the den at least ten times to make sure she could inspect everything. She looked at Snakestar and grinned. "I'm done with one of them! Which den would you like me to fix next?" She asked sweetly, hoping that the leader would be pleased with the den. Her fur lay flat on her back, but only with harsh thoughts. It would be standing on edge if she didn't force the serenity on her face.

[dizzy hurricane.]

Snakestar closed his eyes, his tail tip twitching happily. He opened them back up and said, "It looks great, Larkflight. How about the elders' den next?" He shrugged his shoulders giddily and continued working.

Rainshadow grinned and started purring, already over embarrassed. He was embarrassed times infinity. But he guessed they both were. He arched his back and then reached out, licking her nose.

[Vivid]

Mudpelt gave a shrill shriek. [You see, I'm modeling her actions of what I would have probably done xD] Her fur went up in shock, and she backed away a few steps, her blue eyes basketballs. The way her shoulders and paws twitch give away that she was clearly startled. She had REALLY not expected that. But, the faintest of smiles pulling her lips up said it was a nice sort of surprise.

Larkflight nodded. She adored the elders. She wished she would become one, actually having lived that long. She wished to entertain Apprentices with endearing stories of her many adventures. She padded to the clump of stuff she'd made, and drug it over to the elder's den. She began working softly and tirelessly on the den.

[dizzy hurricane.]

Snakestar continued working.

Icepaw was working, too.

Rainshadow backed up, a little hurt. He studied her face and decided that it was just reflex, that she didn't mean it like that. He tentatively brushed up against her cheek.