by FireCalls » Mon Mar 03, 2014 2:08 pm
Foxfur:
I follow Shadepelt back to camp, baffled by his silence and his odd respect, he doesn't even know I'm deputy yet, does he? The random thought just popped in, so I push it away. When I finally get back to camp, Shinpaw is licking Shadepelt's wound, calling for the medicine cat. I run over to the collapsed, black tom. "It looks worse than I thought." I muse, running my tongue over one of the deep claw-marks. "But you should be alright, Shadepelt." I say, looking into his blue eyes, trying to convey that he is forgiven, and that we are friends once more.
Hawktail:
The dark deed done, my hunger sated, I return to camp. The scene I come upon would normally stir sympathy and worry in my stomach, but I feel strangely calm. And purposeful. I don't know what I'm doing until I realize that I've walked to Thunderstar's den. I meow a greeting from outside, but don't wait for permission to enter. I just go right in. And then I suddenly know why. "Thunderstar," I say boldly, "I need to tell you something. I love you."