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Post by Deleted on May 8, 2017 23:25:42 GMT -5
Lilyfrost NightClan Warrior Let your heart be your compass, sweetheart Text "Speech"
The young warrior was alone, wandering through the territory, seemingly without intention. A act usually associated with one just being lazy in the beautiful maiden's opinion. However, today held a different feel about it. Today of all days was Lilyfrost's wallow in self pity day, the day the female needed less she may go insane.
The clan had been gradually getting sicker, with a few cats disappearing to the medicine cat's den. Lilyfrost had found herself spending a lot of time by herself, her thoughts usually consumed by a single member of the clan. Bonetail, Lilyfrost would never admit to it but the male had gotten under her skin, buried himself into her thoughts and refused to go away, from his pure white pelt to his mismatched eyes, Lilyfrost knew that she was attracted to the male.
She wanted him but her fear of him abandoning her immediately after she admitted her desire kept her from saying anything. She sighed softly as movement behind her caught her attention.
" If you are sick, get away from me" she warned softly, her voice distant as her thoughts overtook her. and you should follow it wherever it may go Fawn | background image | compass | table by phoenix
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Post by Fawn on May 9, 2017 9:03:16 GMT -5
24 Moons. Tom. NightClan.
⇒I'm bad behavior but I do it in the best way⇐
"If I were sick," replied Bonetail, "I wouldn't have gotten out of my nest this morning. No matter how bossy Redcloud or Dimstar got about it." The white-furred tom drawled, as much speaking the truth as he was expressing his... dislike for their leader and deputy. Bonetail was healthy (as far as he knew), and as soon as he'd heard about a cough going around NightClan, he had gone to bed and gotten up as early as possible to avoid unnecessary contact with the sick cats.
Lilyfrost was blunt. She didn't dull the edges of her words, but kept them sharp, like her claws. He liked that. He yawned, moving in close proximity to the gray-furred she-cat, but not letting their pelts brush quite yet; he knew how to flirt. He also knew the difference between too much and just the right amount. Bonetail planned to leave her a little uncertain - keep her guessing, let her start wondering what was on his mind.
He'd been thinking about her since their encounter on StarClan's Claws. Bonetail didn't hand out praise readily, or openly, or in the presence of other cats, but in the dark hours of the night, he had admitted to himself that he enjoyed their little games.
"Right now, I don't trust anything I don't catch myself." Bonetail felt the sunlight warm his pelt, and knew they couldn't stand around talking for too long. Today was unreasonably warm. "Let's start hunting."
They were supposed to hunt for the Clan first. Feed the kits and queens and elders. But Bonetail didn't especially care. When sickness was going around, it was every cat for themselves; he'd let somebody else deal with all that.
⇒I'll be the guard dog of all your fever dreams⇐
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Post by Deleted on May 10, 2017 3:07:09 GMT -5
Lilyfrost NightClan Warrior Let your heart be your compass, sweetheart Text "Speech"
"I should have known, you would never be caught doing something the leader told you to do" The female purred in response as she recognised Bonetail's leisurely drawl. Unflinching as the male approached and almost brushed against her but not quite, almost teasing the female to come closer, causing the young warrior to roll her eyes. He would never win her that way, she was not even sure he wanted to.
"Yes, I admit I am rather hungry, the kill pile isn't safe anymore" She nodded in agreement when he suggested the pair start hunting.She had not been expecting company but here in the moonlight she admitted that she could tolerate the pure ivory tom,, with his mismatched eyes and captivating voice. He held a power she could not help but find attractive.
Lilyfrost would of course never admit her attaction to the male, rather she would keep her head down and wait for him to come to her, admit to how he feels, but to do that she would need to drop hints, as she began to walk, she allowed her tail to brush under the males chin, before looking back for a split second to gauge his reaction.
and you should follow it wherever it may go Fawn | background image | compass | table by phoenix
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Post by Fawn on May 10, 2017 17:25:49 GMT -5
24 Moons. Tom. NightClan.
⇒I'm bad behavior but I do it in the best way⇐
Bonetail smirked. You're right about that. Like he was ever going to do what those frogbrains told him to without threat of force. Sometimes it was easier to comply - but more often than not, it was about timing. Being out of the area when Redcloud was assigning patrols. Hunting on his own. Conveniently going to make dirt whenever Dimstar felt the need to make a personal appearance in his life.
There she was again. Flirting with him. He felt the ashy gray tail tickle the base of his throat as she passed, and a low, split-second purr rumbled out of him. "If you're trying to lure in birds, you're aiming the wrong way." Obviously she was trying to lure in something else, and Bonetail knew precisely who that was.
Confidently striding up beside her, he generously spared her a smile, his white pelt shining in the sunlight, before taking the lead. Time to show he wasn't actually as useless as Dimstar thought he was; only a select group of cats would ever get to see him put real effort into anything. Since his objective now was to feed himself, Lilyfrost and no one else, he could work up some actual interest.
Bonetail scented the air. It was a dry day, today. They were going to have to get closer to the marshlands bordering RainClan if they wanted a chance at frog-catching. With a subtle beckoning flick, Bonetail led the way to the border, his steps careful, stride even despite having to edge his way clumps of pine needles and fungi.
⇒I'll be the guard dog of all your fever dreams⇐
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Post by Deleted on May 11, 2017 5:07:35 GMT -5
Lilyfrost NightClan Warrior Let your heart be your compass, sweetheart Text "Speech"
Bonetail spoke, his voice appearing to be as flirty as her own as she rolled her eyes in response to his comment on her lure not working for birds. She assumed he knew as well as she did that a bird was not the thing she was aiming to lure into her claws. No, the task ahead of her proved to be much harder then catching those feathered birdbrains.
She had no idea what this male wanted but she was gonna make sure she was on the list of things he would ask Starclan for. Allowing the ivory male to take the lead the female hung back a little, playful nipping his tail if he moved to slow. The ashen warrior had noted the way the male's stride seemed to always be perfectly timing and she admired the fluidity of his movements, keeping her own steps well timed she followed the male in silence to the border.
"Maybe I'll lure something in " she asked with a small wink at the male. She could press on and tease him a little more but what was there to critize off the top of her head. " besides birds have to many feather's, I happen to be.. selective with what I want" she continued, making sure to place enough empathsis on the words to let the male know of the double meaning, leave him wondering what did she want?
'Oh sweetheart, the fun has only just began' her mind whispered causing a small smirk to appear on the female's face as she turned those bright green optics to meet the male's own. If she had her way, he would be her's within the next moon.
and you should follow it wherever it may go Fawn | background image | compass | table by phoenix
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Post by Fawn on May 12, 2017 17:43:38 GMT -5
24 Moons. Tom. NightClan.
⇒I'm bad behavior but I do it in the best way⇐
Lilyfrost was about as subtle as a male cardinal in leafbare. Her intentions stood out clearly to him, and he suppressed a low laugh, tempted to tease her. So he did. "Careful, you're getting distracted. Maybe we should separate?" Arrogance was second nature to the vain son of Blackwolf and Ghostlight. Bonetail slowed once they reached the marshier parts of NightClan, and he moved into a nearby clump of ferns, forced to hide his luxuriously white pelt if he was going to catch anything at all.
"You've got the darker pelt. Chase the toads towards me, and I'll kill them." Bonetail was a master at getting others to do most of the work for him; but it wasn't just for selfish reasons. Lilyfrost was harder to spot in this wet wasteland they were forced to hunt in. Bonetail's disdain for their natural surroundings was tempered only by his hunger. Rarely did he go long without food; he ate before he went hunting each morning, sneaking his morning meal near the ambush pond, where he wouldn't be harassed for eating before the elders, kits and queens had been fed.
Bonetail's retort to that ridiculous argument was that he couldn't hunt on an empty stomach.
⇒I'll be the guard dog of all your fever dreams⇐
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Post by Deleted on May 12, 2017 18:17:08 GMT -5
Lilyfrost NightClan Warrior Let your heart be your compass, sweetheart Text "Speech" Thoughts
Lilyfrost rolled her eyes upon hearing the male's response on her getting distracted. She was perfectly capable of doing two things at once but perhaps she was letting her intentions become a bit to obvious, the female knew that when it came to males and attraction, they would always want something they could not have.
If Lilyfrost let her guard down to much then Bonetail would assume he had her and loss interest. The ashy grey warrior would need to be a little more unreachable if she wanted to keep his interest solely on her.
His next words bought her mind back to the task at hand, hunting. She gave a curt nod in response to Bonetail's plan, figuring that his whire pelt served as a disadvantage in the current season. She did not glance back as she headed off to find some frogs in the marshland.
Making sure she was careful where she placed her paw's, getting stuck in the mud would be way to embrassing for the female to handle. Her ears flicked as she searched pinpointing a unfortunate frog in the reeds her bright green eyes narrowed as she formulated a plan. Bonetail was behind her so she would have to chase the prey towards him by going around the frog and attacking it from the other side.
The female was just about to move when the frog jumped in the opposite direction. 'starclan grant me patience' she prayed softly before she croached into a hunter's positiion and made her way around the frog to the opposite side so that she was facing Bonetail's hiding place.
A few seconds later she attacked, almost silently so that she did not risk scaring off other prey. the unlucky frog hopped away from the apparent danger right into the eyesight of another.
Satisfied that Bonetail would kill the frog the female turned around to find her next victim. Her ears twitching as she tried to locate her own meal.
and you should follow it wherever it may go Fawn | background image | compass | table by phoenix
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Post by Fawn on May 14, 2017 8:44:44 GMT -5
24 Moons. Tom. NightClan.
⇒I'm bad behavior but I do it in the best way⇐
The stupid frog didn't even see him coming. That was how hunting should be; minimal effort, maximum reward. Bonetail lunged from his hiding place, mentally hissing as he got a few flecks of mud on his front legs on the landing. The frog was mercilessly smacked with one wide paw, and then quickly killed when it's fleshy throat was exposed to the NightClan warrior.
That's one. His mouth was already watering; he hated doing any kind of serious labor on an empty stomach. Lilyfrost was efficient, he could give her that; she was already moving on to her next target. Not about to spoil it for her, Bonetail dragged the frog by the leg into the ferns with him, set it down, and crouched again for the next croaking piece of fresh kill headed his way.
He didn't have long to wait.
Situated between Lilyfrost and a small body of water the frog could escape to, Bonetail cut off its one chance at freedom, landing on it with unsheathed claws. A quick kill. Bonetail flicked mud from his ear, a displeased note rumbling out of his throat like a disturbed nest of wasps. "Now for some dry land."
Bonetail left the nearest frog for her to grab, while he retrieved the one in the ferns.
Leading the way up a long copse, Bonetail gave his pelt a good shake to rid it of any dampness (though it was only his paws that were a little wet), and chose a long stretch of sunlight in the pineneedle clearing. Bonetail gestured with his tail for her to sit first; see, he could be a gentletom, when he felt like it.
"We make a good team, Lilyfrost." Mismatched eyes settled on her as some of the irritation began to dry up along with his fur. Bonetail took a bite of frog, feeling his mood begin to improve because of the meal and the... company.
⇒I'll be the guard dog of all your fever dreams⇐
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Post by Deleted on May 15, 2017 6:31:28 GMT -5
Lilyfrost NightClan Warrior Let your heart be your compass, sweetheart Text "Speech"
Bragging rights held not value to the ashy toned femme fatale,she could not feed herself with them or do her duties so there was no point, at least in her opinion. Green eyes soon rested upon Bonetail as the male Nightclan warrior leapt to end the next unlucky frog's life, this time leaving the prey for Lilyfrost to take before leading the way from the marshy area's to the pineneedle clearing.
Being a gentletom seemed to come easily and Lilyfrost could not help the smile that appeared on her face as his compliment. They did make a good team but she would never let him think that she cared more than she wanted to let on. The young warrior took her place beside Bonetail, close enough to gently tease his pelt with her own but not enough to not give him the room he may need.
" Thank you, you are not as untolerable as some of the clan have made you out to be" The female added as her own way of showing her appreciation for his comment. " I actually find myself enjoying my time spent with you" She added as an afterthought. A true compliment for the normally stony female.
and you should follow it wherever it may go Fawn | background image | compass | table by phoenix
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Post by Fawn on May 15, 2017 19:26:02 GMT -5
24 Moons. Tom. NightClan.
⇒I'm bad behavior but I do it in the best way⇐
He wasn't as untolerable as the rest of the Clan thought. Bonetail almost snorted through a mouthful of frog. If he was untolerable, it was deliberate; besides, there were few cats actually in this Clan or the four others that were worth his time. Bonetail instead purred, finding amusement and pleasure in her confession that she enjoyed his company.
Good. He enjoyed his own company too.
And, surprisingly, hers. She wasn't someone whose ears he wanted to claw off, or secretly wished would choke on a frog bone one of these days. And she was nothing, absolutely nothing like Ratfur or Dimstar. Rule-breaking came naturally to her, and Bonetail was a connoisseur of obligation-avoidance. With his meal finished and his mood improved, attention was then diverted to his not-so-pristine white coat.
Determined to rid himself of the worst of it, he set about grooming, rasping his tongue over his paw to then rub the dirt from his muzzle, expression both lazy from the preening and intent from his desire to get out every last piece of crud.
If this was the hardest he worked today, then that was just fine with him.
⇒I'll be the guard dog of all your fever dreams⇐
Word Count: 188 Words Tags: @kahani Notes: Thread finished? I have an idea for another one!
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