Post by Windy on Jul 9, 2016 23:23:17 GMT
I'm keeping this clean, however don't expect this to be proof-read at all, I'm writing this just to see Silvie suffer.
A scruffy cream and brown tom cat lay beneath the shade of a large tree littered with flowers. The tom cat stretched his front limbs ahead of his muzzle, and sighed as he felt bones pop. His milky blue eyes where closed, even though he could not see, in content. He rolled over onto his stomach and tucked his paws beneath him as he heard another cat approach him.
"Windthistle." The cat greeted, his voice powerful. Windthistle nodded his head,
"S-Silverstar?" He asked, confused as to why the leader would want to speak to him, have I done something? "What can I do for you?"
"Oh, nothing." Silverstar chuckled, "Is there something wrong with me coming to see my favourite elder?"
Windthistle was left perplexed, Favourite? But I'm the only elder. Windthistle was young, but his blindness hindered him useless, binding him to the elder's den. "I see, of course." There was something off about Silverstar today, though the dappled tom couldn't pin-point what. "There must be something you wish to discuss? Is it my son, Sharpclaw? Or has Smokelegs harassed one of the she-cat's again?" He questioned, before flicking his tail to lead Silverstar inside the elder's den. A scent of mice washed over the tom, I never did finish the mouse Birdripple gave me. She's a good friend.
"Oh- no. Nothing's happened, I just wanted to see you." It sounded odd, however Silverstar answered the unasked questions, "Windthistle, I understand you may like that she-cat, Birdripple's, presence more than mine-"
She's a friend. He thought inwardly.
"But I believed that it was time for me to confess- Windthistle, elder of RainClan- I would travel to the Dark Forest for you, I would climb mountains just to reach your star in StarClan. Wind, I love you."
Windthistle was taken aback, Love me? Impossible. He loves Turtlesplash- or Birdripple. "Silverstar... I" He was lost for words, but he knew what he had to say, "Silverstar, I am truly flattered, and I'm happy to admit to you, that I too, love you."
Silverstar purred, nuzzling his head against Windthistle, and licked his forehead.
"Windthistle? Wil u b my mat?"
"Omigosh Sliverstra that's so nic! But Bridnipple alredy esked me."
"Wel shes just an idot."
"Why do u say tha?"
"Shes a mean cat. i do not lik her."
"Omgosh you mean like Kale?"
"No. ur much pertter than kAAL."
AND THEN, STORM WALKED IN AND SAW THEM TAKING THE BATHINGS!!! NOSEBLUDS!!!!!!!
A scruffy cream and brown tom cat lay beneath the shade of a large tree littered with flowers. The tom cat stretched his front limbs ahead of his muzzle, and sighed as he felt bones pop. His milky blue eyes where closed, even though he could not see, in content. He rolled over onto his stomach and tucked his paws beneath him as he heard another cat approach him.
"Windthistle." The cat greeted, his voice powerful. Windthistle nodded his head,
"S-Silverstar?" He asked, confused as to why the leader would want to speak to him, have I done something? "What can I do for you?"
"Oh, nothing." Silverstar chuckled, "Is there something wrong with me coming to see my favourite elder?"
Windthistle was left perplexed, Favourite? But I'm the only elder. Windthistle was young, but his blindness hindered him useless, binding him to the elder's den. "I see, of course." There was something off about Silverstar today, though the dappled tom couldn't pin-point what. "There must be something you wish to discuss? Is it my son, Sharpclaw? Or has Smokelegs harassed one of the she-cat's again?" He questioned, before flicking his tail to lead Silverstar inside the elder's den. A scent of mice washed over the tom, I never did finish the mouse Birdripple gave me. She's a good friend.
"Oh- no. Nothing's happened, I just wanted to see you." It sounded odd, however Silverstar answered the unasked questions, "Windthistle, I understand you may like that she-cat, Birdripple's, presence more than mine-"
She's a friend. He thought inwardly.
"But I believed that it was time for me to confess- Windthistle, elder of RainClan- I would travel to the Dark Forest for you, I would climb mountains just to reach your star in StarClan. Wind, I love you."
Windthistle was taken aback, Love me? Impossible. He loves Turtlesplash- or Birdripple. "Silverstar... I" He was lost for words, but he knew what he had to say, "Silverstar, I am truly flattered, and I'm happy to admit to you, that I too, love you."
Silverstar purred, nuzzling his head against Windthistle, and licked his forehead.
"Windthistle? Wil u b my mat?"
"Omigosh Sliverstra that's so nic! But Bridnipple alredy esked me."
"Wel shes just an idot."
"Why do u say tha?"
"Shes a mean cat. i do not lik her."
"Omgosh you mean like Kale?"
"No. ur much pertter than kAAL."
AND THEN, STORM WALKED IN AND SAW THEM TAKING THE BATHINGS!!! NOSEBLUDS!!!!!!!