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Post by *Beechstar* on Dec 15, 2009 16:55:51 GMT -6
Whitefire stood up as Hawkstripe arrived. She padded over to him and touched noses. She sat down again and meowed, "I need to tell you something. It's very important to our relstionship." She waited patiently for an answer.
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Post by {Lunarstar} on Dec 15, 2009 16:57:39 GMT -6
"okay...What is it?" Hawkstripe asked, cocking his head to the side. His blue eyes showed the confusion he felt. He couldn't think of anything important...
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Post by *Beechstar* on Dec 15, 2009 17:04:09 GMT -6
Whitefire took a deep breath. "I'm... expecting kits. Your obviously the only possible father. But I have it all planned ot. You can come live in NightClan. And If Hawkstar rejects you, like she probably will, I can come live in StreamClan." She smiled, hoping Hawkstripe would approve of her plan.
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Post by {Lunarstar} on Dec 15, 2009 17:12:05 GMT -6
Hawkstripe smiled at Whitefire, ecstatic about the news. "That's great Whitefire! But will you sure hawkstar will let me stay?"
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Post by *Beechstar* on Dec 15, 2009 17:55:38 GMT -6
"Well... she might not, but that's why there's plan b. I don't really want to have to hunt in water, but for you, I will if Hawkstar says no. Lets go ask her now." Whitefire stood up and started walking away. She stopped and waited for Hawkstripe.
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Post by {Lunarstar} on Dec 15, 2009 17:57:29 GMT -6
Hawkstripe smiled. "Well, let's hope she says yes! When should we go ask?"
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Post by *Beechstar* on Dec 16, 2009 7:08:48 GMT -6
"Now, of course silly!" Whitefire smiled at him and waited for him to catch up.
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Post by {Lunarstar} on Dec 16, 2009 17:10:39 GMT -6
Hawkstripe laughed and followed his mate towards the NightClan camp. He would have to tell Lunarstar if hawkstar said yes. He sighed, praying the NightClan leader would take pity on him and his mate.
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Post by *Beechstar* on Dec 18, 2009 7:15:21 GMT -6
Whitefire walked with Hawkstripe in silence. When she saw the NightClan camp entrence, she ran ahead. She bolted into camp and yelled, "Hawkstar!" She waited for Hawkstripe and Hawkstar.
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Post by .:*Hawkstar*:. on Dec 19, 2009 19:19:37 GMT -6
A loud yowl erupted into the dark leader's dreams, and she bolted upright. She was already having a bad dream, so the yowling added to her fear. The voice belonged to Whitefire, not the voices in her dreams. Racing out into the cold night, Hawkstar skidded to a halt in front of the warrior. "Whitefire, are you alright? What--" the she-cat froze. Whitefire was looking happy, not panicked. The expression on Hawkstar's muzzle changed from worry to enraged. "You better have a good reason for waking me! This better be real important, or I'll disembowel you! It's bad enough I'm not sleeping well, but you have to charge into camp, yowling like there's a heard of foxes on your tail?" The she-cat sighed, catching a scent. Her eyes began to burn like green fire. "Why do you smell like StreamClan?" she hissed.
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Post by {Lunarstar} on Dec 20, 2009 12:49:29 GMT -6
Hawkstripe slowly padded into the NightClan camp, worry etched across his face. He immediately spotted the NightClan leader, Hawkstar. Reaching Whitefire's side, the tom dipped his head in respect. "Hello, Hawkstar. I hope you had a nice morning." He purred, eyes glittering in warmth. Then, understanding the leader probably wouldn't be interested in small talk. Not wanting to get his mate in trouble, he mewed, "I know you wish I'd leave your territory. But there is information you should know. Do not be mad at Whitefire for what I have done. I wish to live in your Clan with Whitefire. I will be completely loyal. In a battle, I will be your fiercest fighter. I do not have any friends in StreamClan, so I will be glad to keep all pows firmly here. I love Whitefire and wish to live with her."
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Post by .:*Hawkstar*:. on Dec 20, 2009 13:12:29 GMT -6
Hawkstar froze when she spotted the tom walk in, nearly choking at his words. "You WHAT!" she screeched. Her fur had risen and was bristling everywhere, giving her a rather large appearance compared to her normal, smaller stature. Her pale green gaze burned like fire and was flicking back and forth between the tom and her warrior. Resting her hot glare on Whitefire, Hawkstar's mew was as smooth and as cold as ice. "Is that why you have been slacking off? Is that why you haven't been able to keep up with your duties? Over a tom! And from a different Clan! Unbelievable!" The dark tabby turned away before she decided to attack both of them. Sitting, Hawkstar took in deep cleansing breaths, trying furiously to calm down before her screaming woke the whole forest. Glancing over her shoulder, the leader gave the appearance of being completely calm. Standing and turning back to the two cats, she cleared her throat. This was business. "So, Hawkstripe, you are the one that my warrior feels loyalty to." Not her Clan, she thought darkly. "You want to live in NightClan, correct? Well, I just don't take your word on if you'll be loyal or not." Hawkstar flicked her tail, the mischief showing in her eyes. Suddenly, she changed the subject. "You two get some sleep. Hawkstripe," she snapped before they even moved, "you come and stay with me." She turned away and headed for her den.
OOC:: ... Wow, Hawkstar's a jerk...
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Post by {Lunarstar} on Dec 20, 2009 15:59:24 GMT -6
As hawkstar snapped at her Clan cat, Hawkstripe's eyes blazed in fury and he had to hold himself still. As the she-cat turned away, he let out a breath.
(Ooc: Sorry, short. But does she mean come with her to the den, or he's in the Clan?)
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Post by *Beechstar* on Dec 20, 2009 21:37:09 GMT -6
As Whitefire was about to answer Hawkstar, Hawkstripe padded in. He stated business right away, not making small talk. The she-cat listened as he told how it was with them. When he had finished, the tortoiseshell turned to Hawkstar. There was a burning fury like in her eyes, that Whitefire had never seen before. She was actually scared of her leader. She let Hawkstar and Hawkstripe talk, while she listened in silence. When they were done, and Hawkstripe had to go to Hawkstar's den, the she-cat went and rubbed against his muzzle. "Good luck," she whispered and headed off to her den to set sleep. She layed in her moss and fell asleep.
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Post by .:*Hawkstar*:. on Dec 21, 2009 7:32:55 GMT -6
OOC:: I mean for him to come to the den with her... Sorry...
Hawkstar glanced over her shoulder. Her eyes were no longer burning, but they were like two pieces of green ice. "Are you coming?" she growled at the tom.
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