~*OakClan*~ (Open & Accepting!!)

[ardentsongbird]

Flintfoot

He frowned. He flashed forward and quickly scooped up a small fish in his claws. He had set it next to him after he had killed it.

[fowauke]

She nodded in agreement. Standing up, she dipped her head, and rested her tail on his shoulder. "I'll go talk to him." She drew her tail back, and padded over to Flintfoot. "Hi there, are you... Alright?" She asked softly.

[ardentsongbird]

Flintfoot

" I'm great. " Flintfoot spoke before looking over at the fish he caught a few heartbeats ago. " Hey, I caught this fish. Would you want it? " He asked politely. " I'm not very hungry. " He murmured.

[fowauke]

She wrinkled her nose. "Er... I'll pass." She said. "But I'm serious. Are you ok? Because you don't look that great to me, you look sad." She asked, concerned. "Is it about..." She angled her ears towards Riverstorm.

[To Infinity&&Beyond]

Riverstorm felt odd, like he was somewhere he shouldn't be. The tom nodded to Flintfoot and Flamewing, unsure if they even saw him, then turned and took off back towards camp. He decided their conversation wasn't exactly for his ears. Once he was back in camp, the tom lied down outside the warriors den and waited for his mate.

[Willow-way]

Sorry for kinda being of and on my brain is having branical difficulties about staying in band or leaving )

[katarinabluu]

S o o t ~ C l o u d

She sighed COUGHING LOLZ Padding through the bare forest not a prey scent even caught her tongue. Sighing she padded through some bushes into a sunny clearing full of soft grass, not frostbitten grass by camp. She crepted through some more bushes noticing Flamewing and Flintfoot by a river, she sat their in the bushes unnoticable.

[Willow-way]

Willowleaf sorting herbs*

[ardentsongbird]

Flintfoot

He sighed. " Not exactly. I never have felt love, before I met you. " He started, ears flat. " I felt like I could share everything with you, but it was crushed when Riverstorm came into the picture. Riverstorm is great, but I thought I had a good future with you. I think I was wrong. " He finished as he stood up. " I'm going back to camp. " He mumbled as Flintfoot picked up his small fish and padded towards camp.
(( ;0; Fellow band nerd?! ))

[Willow-way]

Yes I am a fellow band nerd that might quite I play at least mrs o calls it the T-bone a shorter word for trombone )