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Warrior of LightningClan || 53 Moons || Tom x profile x He wasn't particularly sure why he was bothering to hunt right now. It was far too late in the day for there to be anything worth catching and even if there was that was a duty for the apprentices to tend to. He'd already done his hunting for the day, yet he'd been far too antsy to stay in camp and loiter about without purpose. Starting a conversation with someone hadn't even crossed his mind, it wasn't like he owed anyone the decency of a chat, they all got on his nerves. With a scowl on his maw the golden bengal stalked along the tall grasses, mouth open to scent the area but as he suspected here was nothing worthy of note. "What a waste of time..." He meowed quietly to himself, walking a small circle to flatten the grass down before promptly plopping down to sit upon it. He might as well enjoy the peace while it was enshrouding him, bask in the silence for a moment before returning to camp. For some reason his sister sprang to mind once more and the soft image of Dovesong filled his thoughts, she had always been the most tolerable when it came to how he acted, all while politely but unhappily chastising him. If there was ever a cat he respected most it had been his littermate. Shame that only the cats he liked died while the ones who drove him insane lingered around. @ghostlight

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Galebird
The Voice of Reason
Once upon a time our world was on fire and I loved to watch it burn
Wild and reckless, never any limits, guess I had a lot to learn
Cause fire turns to embers, embers to ashes that blow away too soon

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Having been out most of the day, the senior warrioress was making her way back to camp with a rabbit and two mice in her jaws. She had spent a lot of the day patrolling with a couple other cats before separating and going her own way to hunt. And she had been quite lucking in finding a few pieces of prey to take back to Lightningclan.

However, a different scent caught her nose, through the smell of fur and blood, one that Galebird knew quite well, is almost by heart. Vering to the side, the white she-cat let her nose and paws aid her in finding her way to the handsome Bengal who lay comfortably in the grass around the Flooded Meadow.

Setting down her prey, the she-cat gave a wave of her tail, letting his scent wash away the scent of rabbit and mice that was stuck in her nose. "Good evening Sunblaze." She said politely, giving a small purr with her introduction. She was very well known to his rather, temperamental attitude, as she had grown up with him and been very good friends with his sister, Dovesong, who now walked with Starclan.

While most of the time, Galebird had viewed the handsome tom as her best friend's brother, and even a friend of her own, she had only recently grown to see him as something more. When she was younger, her amber orbs had only viewed Crowfoot, her former mate, as such a position, but she had lost him a long time ago to greencough. Somehow, Sunblaze and his aggressive nature had wormed his way a little farther in her heart past the friendship post.

Though the former queen could never say that he would, did or ever could feel the same about her as she had started to feel about him the past couple of moons. Perhaps it was the gentleness and the hollowness of when they both lost Dovesong, perhaps it brought her closer to him and she experienced something with him that made him stand out more.

Whatever the reason was, she was growing more infatuated with him. But she was here, out on the moor with him now, and with a quick flick of an ear she nosed the rabbit forwards, "Care for a bite?" She asked.

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Now everything after you is like having wine after whiskey
It went from do anything for you babe to you don’t even miss me
Once you’ve tasted a love that strong you can’t go back
And you can’t settle on anything less

@honeywisp