[Hellion]

Duskrose,

Warrior of TreeClan

Running through the thick undergrowth, Duskrose was running away from her obligations as a TreeClan warrior and sprinting head first into the biggest mistake of her life, but even recongizing it as a mistake didn't slow her down. She crashed over the border and slowed her pace to a light trot, scenting the air for any trace of him. Over the course of the recent moons, Duskrose's feelings toward Blazefang had only grown stronger.

She fell asleep with the thought of him beside her, woke to sadness when he wasn't and wondered why StarClan had been so cruel.

Her parent's love story had been simple, neither of them seeking beyond their borders for happiness. For a brief moment, she wondered if they could see her now if they were frowning down at her. Part of her wanted to believe that they wouldn't care, she prayed they'd want her to be happy no matter what. She silently begged them to show her a sign that they were, let her know that what she was about to do wouldn't be a waste of courage.

Pausing long enough to gain her bearings of where she was, Duskrose attempted to pinpoint where the LightningClan camp might be located. She had no intention of invading the camp directly but maybe she could catch him on a walk. He seemed to like those enough, considering how often they ran into each other when he was out and about.

Picking carefully across the territory she relied heavily on moving slowly and avoiding any well-traveled paths. Preferring to keep in the dense grass and using her pelt color to her advantage.

She was a bit like spring;
wild as the wind
fickle as the weather,
but her love ran deep as tree roots.

Words 303~ Tags @zen Notes: confession time!

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Ever since the disastrous Gathering during which foxes had attacked the gathered cats, Blazefang had feared the worst for Duskrose. His casual meetings with the TreeClan she-cat for lack of anything better to do had turned into something more meaningful. He found himself taking his walks near the TreeClan border more and more often in the hopes of seeing her again, and was more than a little surprised when his first thoughts had flown to Duskrose's safety after the LightningClan Gathering patrol had returned, battered, bloody, carrying bodies, one long gone and another struggling to cling to life.

Had she been at the Gathering? Had she been hurt, or worse? Would he ever see her again? Would he ever know? If she was alive and they just kept missing each other at the border, how was he supposed to know if she was alive or not? What TreeClan patrol would tell him if he asked about a single cat among them? What patrol would tell him if she was gone? He hated it. All the worst scenarios kept playing over in his mind, and every day he made his way to the TreeClan border, trying not to be obvious, hoping to catch sight of her. But it had already been so long since the Gathering and he had yet to see her, he was starting to lose hope.

She couldn't be gone.

He was at the point where he was ready to just march into TreeClan's camp to find out and damn the consequences. He had to know if she was alive, if she was alright. And that's when the realization hit him of just how much she meant to him. He was so sick of losing the ones he loved, he couldn't stand it anymore. So when he set off for the border this time, it was with the purpose in mind of crossing it. He couldn't even sleep at night for wondering about the truth.

He didn't care that his leg was acting up as he did his best not to hobble out of camp, wincing with each step. As he made for the border, however, a familiar scent reached him on a stray breeze, familiar to him, though it stood out clearly in the fact that it did not belong. What were the chances? It wasn't like StarClan would approve, would lead them to each other... would they? If it wasn't approval, it was a cruel joke. Whatever. He didn't care.

He hurried in the general direction the scent had come from, eager to reach her before one of his Clanmates did, calling in a soft voice, “Duskrose? Duskrose?” He pushed through the tall grass, heart thudding in his chest as he began to wonder if it had only been his mind playing tricks on him.

Hellion

[Hellion]

Duskrose,

Warrior of TreeClan

Working carefully to remain hidden, Duskrose tasted the air every few strides to hopefully find a clue. A hint that she was headed in the right direction. She never knew LightningClan territory beyond what she heard in rumor. Plenty of cats mentioned that the grassland dwelling cats seemed to be pop up like rabbits across their territory. A tiny smile appeared at the thought of fully grown cats running around in warrens to be more like rabbits.

Her nose caught the scent of rabbits and quail but nothing to give her a hint of where the camp was. The faded scent of what was overall LightningClan smell proved to be no help. Slightly annoyed with her subpar tracking ability, Duskrose refused to give up. She had to see him and nothing short of wildfire would stop her. Shaking the doubt from her mind, she pushed onward. Blazefang meant that much to her.

However, the further to walked the more tension built up in her stomach. No matter how determined she was at the start, it couldn't stop the coiling of fear in her gut. Concerned that something had happened to him or that his injured leg caused his demise. Refusing to let those thoughts grow, Duskrose picked up her pace, bringing herself to trot along some unknown path

She didn't have to go far before the distant sound of her name caught her attention. Coming to a sliding stop, her paws turned and headed for the sound. Her pulsed raced urging her to run faster, extend her stride until her lungs burned.

Catching sight of him she slowed only slightly and collided with him. Careful not to tumble too far and risk hurting his leg. A purr erupted from her chest as she pressed her head against his neck and nuzzled him. The tension in her gut melted away the moment she was beside him. "I'm so glad I found you," She greeted, voice slightly by the sheer force her of her purr.

She was a bit like spring;
wild as the wind
fickle as the weather,
but her love ran deep as tree roots.

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He was starting to think his mind was playing tricks on him until he heard the thud of paws racing toward him. She came into view only a few heartbeats before she bowled into him, sending them both to the ground. She was alive! Blazefang felt as though his heart might burst in his relief. As she nuzzled into his fur a rough purr resounded in his throat. He pushed his nose into her pretty ginger fur, breathing in her familiar scent. It hit him then that she was in LightningClan territory.

“I'm so glad I found you.”

She'd come looking for him? Today of all days, when he'd had the same idea, when he'd been prepared to trek all the way to TreeClan's camp just to know if she was alive or not. It was too much of a coincidence. StarClan was definitely playing a cruel joke. Or perhaps it was a test. Blazefang didn't care what they were doing or what they wanted. They'd already taken too much from him. They wouldn't keep him from Duskrose, from the cat that made him happier than he'd been in a long time.

“I'm glad you found me too,” he purred. Not just today. When they'd met, with the fox chasing them. When she'd let him pour his heart out to her after Gustclaw's death. “I thought... I haven't even been able to sleep since the fox attack, wondering if you were there, if you were okay. I've lost so many cats I love, I....” His voice cracked and he pushed his nose back into her fur, “I was afraid I'd lost you too.”

Hellion

[Hellion]

Duskrose,

Warrior of TreeClan

The rumbling in her chest only grew louder the more he talked. The feeling that it was a cruel dream faded with the sound of his voice. He was there with her, everything would be okay, as long as they had each other. Nevermind who they were loyal to, she'd fret over that on a different day.

As he mentioned the fox attack, she couldn't help but shutter. The news of what happened at the gathering was enough to promote an uneasy feeling whenever she ventured close to StarClan's claws. Nightmares of foxes often invaded her mind when she slept but etching Blazefang's scent into her memory she knew the memories of the two of them like this would rid herself of nightmares.

"I was worried too," She confessed her head tucked under his chin, draping her tail over him, attempting to snuggle close and smell a bit more like him with each passing moment. "You don't have to worry about losing me, I'll always find you," She purred leaning back to smile before licking his cheek softly.

She was a bit like spring;
wild as the wind
fickle as the weather,
but her love ran deep as tree roots.

Words short Tags @zen Notes

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A rough, rumbling purr continued in Blazefang’s throat as Duskrose snuggled closer to him and he returned her lick to his cheek with a swipe of his tongue over her ear, “I don’t know what I’d do if I lost you too, I… I love you so much.” He honestly never imagined ever saying those words to any cat, not in this sense, much less a TreeClan cat. But in the moment it hardly mattered where they were from, only that they were here, together, right now.

He pushed his muzzle into her fur once more, “It’s like nothing else matters when I’m with you.” When he was with her, he could forget, for just a little while, about his messed up leg and how it had stolen his life from him, about all the cats he’d lost along the way to meeting her. It was all just so heavy, but she made it seem lighter, she made it easier to bear. It was so easy to talk to her… he’d never had anyone he felt so comfortable letting in, not Cloudyfeather, not any of his brothers.

It didn’t make any sense, but sharing his troubles with her didn’t make him feel weak, or like he was burdening her. That was always what he was afraid of, with those closest to him. He had to be strong for everyone he cared about, all the time. Why it felt safe to let Duskrose see him this way was beyond him. And honestly he didn’t much care to try to figure it out. It was, and it worked, and that’s all that mattered. He didn’t know how he’d gotten through without her before; she made everything easier, just by being with him.

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Hellion

[Hellion]

Duskrose,

Warrior of TreeClan

An excited gleam joined the happy smile the moment the words, I love you so much were uttered. Her purr got impossibly louder. "I love you too," She told him, almost bursting with joy the moment she did.

It was a whirlwind, unorthodox and would never be easy. Not that it mattered at the moment. What happened to them beyond this moment would be a problem for her future self. Right now she was happy, nuzzled close to him and without a reason to go back to her Clan.

Of course she'd go, Dunefang was there and she promised her parents' so many moons ago she'd always protect him. But not yet, not when she finally had Blazefang to herself.

Leaning back slightly to lick his cheek once more, before starting very light grooming of his neck. An intimate affair. Her purr still rumbled in the pocket of silence before she broke it.

"I want to stay here forever," She wished aloud.

She was a bit like spring;
wild as the wind
fickle as the weather,
but her love ran deep as tree roots.

Words ?? Tags @zen Notes: maybe Blaze scents a patrol, sends her off an we can end it.