FeatherClan :New&Accepting: (PROPHECY!) :NEEDS WARRIORS:

[Katniss+Peeta8]

" i love you"JAythorn ssaid

[wolfpack12]

flamestreak smiled. " I love you too", she said.

[Katniss+Peeta8]

JAythorn smiled

[wolfpack12]

flamestreak smiled back

[Katniss+Peeta8]

JAythorn purred

[wolfpack12]

flamestreak smiled

[one step c l o s e r]

Spottedpath finished her meal and looked up. "Ready?" she mewed.

[pumpkin.]

Pebblefrost nodded. His eyes were locked on his sister's sleeping body but he tore himself away and licked her cheek gently "Be carful." he warned her, referring to Thrushcloud "Just shout if you get in trouble." he mewed being over protective of her.

Shadowheart nodded as she walked out, not wanting him to be too protective or worried with everything going on, but he had a reasonable cause. She stretched and scented the air again, just wanting all the stress and worry to disappear.

Lol, I don't know what I'm going to do now...)

[WallabyWolf]

" that sounds fun", he meowed charging off towards the pond .

[raining-pouring]

Darkpelt

He nodded, slipping out of the water after her. Darkpelt moved up next to his mate and twined his tail with hers in return. "I love the taste of fish, but I can't find any on my own. Cottonwish always got them for me. I can't wait to learn how. Then we can teach our kits, and they'll become the most resourceful cats in the clan." He added, fantasies of his own offspring playing through his head. He pictured a little she-cat, a strikingly beautiful siamese like her mother, and a strong young tom with a dark brown pelt like his father.

Darkpelt's smile broadened as the thoughts formulated in his head, followed by Bluetail's gentle voice and warm embrace. He turned his head to lick her ear as she walked beside him. "He wouldn't be so strong if he didn't have such a supportive mate. StarClan knows where I would be right now if I hadn't met you." He meowed.

Darkpelt had always been a bit of a rebellious tom, ever since he was a kit. He hated following orders and he was always wandering off. His nature had been taking a turn for the worse, ever since the battle with EmberClan many moons earlier. Darkpelt's lust for blood was all he could remember, and the metallic taste in his mouth the drugs to his high. But when he met Bluetail, and she told him her feelings for him, something inside of him snapped. It was like he was washed over with her purifying light, turning his evil spirit calm. He still had his flaws, but with Bluetail it didn't matter anymore. He was prepared to take anything on, with her by his side.