[Hellion]

Stormchaser

You leave me here wonderin' if I'll ever know
How much you care or how much you don't
Whatever you need, whatever you want

Pale eyes flicked in the light of the half moon, the beautiful moon shimmered in the sky. Streamline in his features, he stalked silently in the brush, his nose twitching and tail flicking, the wonderful night scent of the area around him warmed him in the cool evening. He hadn't done any night hunting since he was young, in fact he felt like it was a long forgotten friend, night hunting just felt right. Leaning more on the sense of smell and touch rather then sight, sensing the prey before pouncing on it made it a wonderful challenge.

Each paw step had to be accounted for and no movement should be wasted. Sensing a little nocturnal animal, Stormchaser gathered himself up, springing forward to land squarely on a stupid little mouse, killing it softly but no before it was able to screech out in alarm. In annoyance, Stormchaser gave off a growl before picking up his single kill and heading back toward camp, annoyed with the stupid mouse's alarm, ruining the rest of his night hunt.

Nodding to the warrior standing guard, Stormchaser dropped his kill and simply sat in the middle of camp, the night still cool and the moon still high above him, his eyes drifting upward to look at it marveling in it's beauty, for a moment he was lost in the beauty of the moon, his thought drifting to a certain young she-cat that caught his eye, she too shimmered like the moon, and while he thought he wouldn't be the time to settle down. Stormchaser found himself seeking her out, wondering more about her, wanting to get to know her, a romantic at heart, he wanted to woo the she-cat, impress her in order to gain her favor, just as his father gained his mothers.

If you're gonna be somebody's heartbreak
If you're gonna be somebody's mistake
If you're gonna be somebody's first time,
Somebody's last time, baby be mine,

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~~Moonshimmer~~

Taking a deep breath of the cool night air, the pretty she-cat made her way through the camp entrance, her pelt brushing against the dry leaves that made up the bushes of the barrier. Wide, green eyes glanced up at the moon before she continued her little journey towards the freshkill pile to place down her catch of the night. The gentle, shy she-cat had a fondness for hunting the depths of the dark, with her wide eyes, it helped her see clearly despite the lack of light. Ears twitching, the two mice were quickly deposited before she lifted her head up, catching sight of Stormchaser sitting on the other side.

Not being one to be rude, the shy blue-gray warrioress made her way over towards him, white paws bright under the moonlight, which doused her dull pelt in a silverly light. "A good night to hunt?" Moonshimmer asked in her gentle, soft voice, taking a seat next to the leader's friend. Her tail curled around her white paws, leaving the white on her chest to be seen. She had easily scented the earthy smell on him as well as the scent of fresh prey, hinting that he too, had been out hunting under the light of the shimmering moon that floated up ahead.

Ear twitching, Moonshimmer found her green orbs running over the handsome tom's form. She took in the way the moon licked over his blue fur, giving it a silver tinge that made it glow, and she enjoyed his pale colored eyes, green that was much lighter than her summer leaf green orbs. She found herself giving a small purr as she enjoyed sitting here with the tom, letting the gentle breeze run through the camp, ruffling her pelt slightly.

[Hellion]

While he wasn't the kind to pout he was clearly pouting with the ruin of his hunt. Glaring at the ground in the dim moonlight, but his frustration was cleared by the pretty voice of Moonshimmer. His pale eyes went upward as he saw her face and smiled kindly. Flicking his tail he silently asked for her to sit now and while he waited he admired her beauty.

Never in his life had he thought a she-cat was a pretty as she was. If it had been daylight and it clearly easier to see, Moonshimmer would easily see his flush of cheek and shy discomfort with her being so close.

Taking in a deep breathe he answered her question in a kind voice. " I was hunting until a stupid little mouse decided to cry out like StarClan was raining down on it. I couldn't find anymore prey in the area so I figured I'd come back and start fresh later, my limbs are sore for training." He explained easily, flexing his shoulders, his left one, the one with the scars, had always given him problems when he worked a lot. Normally he ignored the pain but he also wasn't ashamed of his scar either and wore them with pride.

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Moonshimmer
The Heart Of A Kit
Singing Radiohead at the top of our lungs
With the boom box blaring as we're falling in love
Got a bottle of whatever, but it's getting us drunk
Singing here's to never growing up

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Of course, being rather observant, as most cats were, the silver looking she-cat caught the roll of discomfort through Stormchaser's shoulder as he attempted to relive some of the pain that must have been caused through old, worn scars. Which, by looking, the she-cat could easily spot said scars running across his shoulder blade. Every scar worn with pride, or embarrassment, was bound to hurt every now and again. It was to be expected of an old battle wound.

No Pain No Gain.

Moonshimmer let her leafy green orbs fall to an old scar that hooked across her hips, no doubt from one of her tussles with a Nightclan cat. Mostly her fault. Moonshimmer had the problem of acting before thinking, which caused her to get in trouble with her mouth at times. Luckily, she had Sunstride and her mean older brute of a brother, Adderstrike, to bail her out of her troubles. She wondered when they would sit back and let her get her own self out of trouble, she was sure they had many battle scars because of her tongue.

Holding back a roll of her liquid orbs, she turned her attention back to the handsome tom that occupied the space next to her. She let out a purr of amusement at his annoyance towards loud prey before asking him her little question. "Having shoulder problems?" She pulled herself to her paws, circling him to where she was now on the side of his scars. Her tail gently ran against his pelt as she looked at them.

They seemed to be clean cut, even after healing, she wondered... "How did you get them?" Lifting her green eyes, she met his paler green orbs, she saw the sparkling reflection of the stars inside them. Tilting her head slightly, she added on, as not to seem blunt or rude, "They add personality to your pelt." She said softly, not moving her eyes from his.

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We'll be running down the street, yelling "Kiss my ass!"
I'm like yeah whatever, we're still living like that
When the sun's going down, we'll be raising our cups
Singing, here's to never growing up

[Hellion]

Stormchaser

You leave me here wonderin' if I'll ever know
How much you care or how much you don't
Whatever you need, whatever you want

A tremor of delight flowed through him as she came closer, his eyes followed her as she circled him and stood beside his scars. He rose his up higher and puffed out his chest a bit, he wasn't ashamed of them and wanted to prove that to her. He too took notice of her scars and marvelled in their beauty, he was a loyal cat and found that cats who bore scars usually carried that same loyalty. Moonshimmer's eyes matched his and didn't waver and with a small grin he turned his head to lick at the scars, a little nervous habit that he was picking up from behind around her.

"I thought I could take down a fox, I ended up in the medicine cat's den with a nasty gash and a..dead mentor." That last part of his explanation was left softer and more awkward. While he had overcame the grief for his mentor many moons ago, the sting in his scar or the stiffness in his shoulder was a reminder, not that he didn't think of his mentor nearly everyday and more so on days he was troubled with sad thoughts. "It could have been worse if he hadn't came and saved me, but I have accepted his death as any apprentice would." He added to his first words with a slightly more sadness filled tone, the memories of the fox and seeing his mentor dead flooded him quite rapidly.

If you're gonna be somebody's heartbreak
If you're gonna be somebody's mistake
If you're gonna be somebody's first time,
Somebody's last time, baby be mine,