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Post by Fishy on Mar 2, 2008 4:46:02 GMT 9
Misty sighed. She still didn't understand why Kifi liked her. She sighed and looked down at her paws. "Kifi, how much do you love me?" she twitched her tail. She knew he was the right one for her, and was always be there for her. If they had kits, Misty woudl have to leave her twoleg home, because of what happened last time, and she would go off to try and live with the clans. She, of course, would stop by to tell Harley that she was leaving, if she found him. But she doubted that Kifi loved her enough for them to live a happy life with a big family. She looked over his shoulder and sighed.
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Post by Aririkateku on Mar 7, 2008 5:44:26 GMT 9
"Alot, Misty, just alot. If anything happened to you, I really wouldn't be able to stand it." Kifi purred and nudged her. "It's only been about a day since I've met you, and I'm laready in love. I'm pretty sure Sylphie is in love with that Stonerib guy, although I don't see why. All I see is some cat trying to steal my sister." Sighing, he sat down and curled his tail over his paws.
"How much do you love me?" Kifi turned to Misty, oblivious to his sister watching them from a tree. She snickered at Kifi, was he flirting with Misty?
//OoC: Rawr, short.\\
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Post by Fishy on Mar 7, 2008 9:38:26 GMT 9
--->Animals don't have a voice, to tell their abuser to stop, Misty closed her eyes. He really did love her! He loved her a whole lot as a matter of fact. Her heart punded against her chest and she opened her eyes. She really felt love this time, nothing like when she met Dex.
"How much do you love me?"
That was his question. She stared wide-eyed at first. "I..I...love you so much. You have turned my world upside down." she mewed softly and brushed against him. She finally found a tom right for her. We have to be that voice, help stop Animal Cruelty!<--- [/color][/size][/center]
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Post by Folf on Mar 9, 2008 0:15:58 GMT 9
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He had only been here once, and it felt like home. Or, familiar. Because there was no hesitation as he loped in, he had slowed down a few hundred tail-lengths prior, in the back door of the neighborhood. Otherwise the very foot of the mountain that was his home. And a bit more nervously, he found it no trouble to spot Sylphie' house among the hundreds that lined up, all proper and orderly. Keeping his plumed tail raised high, he slowly to a gentle pad as he travelled down the ways. The wind was gentler here, carrying scents that were not nearly foreign as the last visit, it's nearly tangible touch feeling good along his fur.
...Here it was! He paused at the fence, tall and wooden, rising up above him. He could recognize it, even without the house or smells lying in wait behind it. Giving the air a quick sniff, it took one second for the SnowClan tom to realize the atmosphere. And it made him apprehensive. Soon his pale, amber eyes were darting along the bottom of the boundary line, looking for his peek hole. Which was found easily. With the swiftness and quietness that came from ancient instincts, he poked the first third of his head through. And instantly recoiled...before looking through a moment later, ignoring the feeling of being rumor-seeking elder. Was that...Misty and Kifi!
He immediately jumped away, with much less grace and silence then in the beginning. His thoughts were as rushed as his actions, as he tried to decipher the situation. When had Kifi and Misty fallen in love? Any why in StarClan did they have to block his way, mentally of course, from entering to see Sylphie. His ears flattened in annoyance at the situation...and where his mind was travelling again.
Okay, okay. Let's find a way to get in quietly. Without...interrupting the kittypet pairing going on inside. He scanned the sky line for a moment...and found exactly what he wanted. Holding back a loud purr as his gaze was set on a tree, perfect for climbing, planted just outside Sylphie's garden but with it's branches hanging inside. Quiet as a mouse, he crept over to the tree's base, and, with just a moment's hesitation, climbed it with equal silence, the bark less trunk helping with that (if not the climbing). Holding his breath, and averting his gaze from the duo below him. He reached the branches...and finally saw Sylphie lounging there.
Now, it was common sense to not make a sound, in fear of both unbalancing the second cat in the tree, and drawing attention to yourself. But your heart often rules your mind, and even your instincts. As Stonerib's did now, with an elated cry.
"SYLPHIE! You're up here!"
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Post by Aririkateku on Mar 9, 2008 0:43:25 GMT 9
Sylphie's eyes widened when she heard the familiar voice of another cat. "Stonerib! What are you doing here?" The kittypet was whisper-yelling at the tom, but it was no use. Kifi had already looked up from nuzzling Misty. "Sylphie! And...who is that..." Sylphie's brother was now squinting to look up at the tree. "Stonerib!"
Sylphie winced, and soon her brother was up in the tree too. "What are you doing here?" Kifi hissed at Stonerib. "Why are you trying to take my sister away?" The other, smaller tom sat down on the branch, causing it to sway slightly.
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Post by Folf on Mar 9, 2008 2:25:47 GMT 9
Þ-- Fall breathes his chilling breath... [/font]Stonerib's elatedness fell a few notches when he realized both how Sylphie reacted, and, with increasing fear, how it drew attention to himself. Even as his kittypet "friend" tried to speak quietly, the game of charades was all over, without truly starting. In moments the Maine Coon tom was staring down the face of Kifi, who once again appeared infuriated that he had even dared to approach his sister. As the tabby-n'-white tom hissed at him, the warrior kept his cool, all mottled fur laid down neatly. Stonerib refused to meow himself until the tom in front of him finally sat down, sending a minor shock wave throughout the branch. The SnowClan cat remained standing as his turn started, his voice cool and calm, but with an icy tinge to it. "To answer your first question, Kifi, I am here to visit Sylphie, as well as all of you." At this point he gave his plumed tail a wave, a gesture to encompass the entire trio of kittypets. The warrior also made a point to stand a bit taller, emphasizing the nice difference in mass the two toms shared. "And as for taking her away- your imagination is running away with you. Besides, if I did want to run off with Sylphie, then it would be up to her. I'm not some kidnapper, I'm a warrior. Believe it or not, us wildcats have a code, and we follow it." And as the last word tumbled out of his muzzle, Stonerib sat down, sending a wave of motion throughout the branches of his own. Clearing his throat, and simultaneously wrapping his tail around his front paws, he set his amber gaze on Kifi once more. "Your turn." --reminding Earth of times to come... [/left][/color][/center]
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Post by Fishy on Mar 9, 2008 12:09:34 GMT 9
Misty's mouth gaped open. Stonerib was back already! She shook her head and glared. Toms! Wait, where did Kifi go? She looked back up at the tree and spotted Kifi hissing at Stonerib, who was keeping his cool. She sighed and jumped onto the fence, After regaining balance she jumped up and leaped onto the tree with the rest of the cats.
She glanced over at Stonerib and nodded slightly before taking a spot next to Sylphie. She sighed and licked her paw quickly, rubbing it over her ear.
=Short=
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Post by Aririkateku on Mar 19, 2008 5:28:26 GMT 9
Sylphie carefully crossed the branches until she was right next to Stonerib. "I missed you." She whispered in his ear. Kifi, on the other hand paw had already seated himself with Misty.
"My turn? What is that supposed to mean? Are you giving me permission to speak?" Kifi snorted, disgusted that this tom was trying to look so cool. "Sylphie, tell me. What do you possibly see in this guy?"
The question surprised the she-cat. "What do I see in him? He's perfect! Good looks, sense of humor, he minds his manners. What more could a she-cat ask for?"
//OoC: short\\
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Post by Folf on Mar 22, 2008 2:32:51 GMT 9
Þ-- Fall breathes his chilling breath... [/font]Stonerib kept his chin raised high, and his pale amber eyes calm as the kittypet tom began to snort in disgust. The warrior found it much easier to ignore as he felt Sylphie's warm fur press against his own, mainly because he was now resisting the urge to keep a deep purr from erupting in his chest. Focusing his energy away from glancing at the pretty she-cat by side, he kneaded his front paws on the branch, claws entering and exiting the bare wood. "Sylphie, tell me. What do you possibly see in this guy?" It wasn't until he heard Kifi state this so bluntly that the tom's attention was drawn away from his distracting, pointless work, and landed smack on Sylphie. The mottled clan cat could feel his head cock, and eyes search curiously, and a bit nervously, across Sylphie's face. She thought something of him? What? What! "What do I see in him?" Bu-bump, bu-bump, bu-bump...For the first time since meeting her, Stonerib felt something even near negative towards Sylphie. It was anxiousness spreading to fear and...oh, couldn't she spit it out! The tom could feel himself trembling, every muscle taunt. "He's perfect!" Remember that purr he had been trying to hold back earlier? Well, it burst through like a rocket before Sylphie could even finish her sentence, which, unknowing to him, was compliments. Muscles relaxing to a dangerous point, he found himself licking her ears joyfully, not minding that he had to lean over or that he was probably rasping too hard. And when the session of spastic licking was over, Stonerib was delighted to find he was content with standing right by her. --reminding Earth of times to come... [/left][/color][/center]
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Post by Fishy on Mar 24, 2008 9:04:46 GMT 9
"Kifi!" Misty snapped and smacked his head it her tail. "This is what we were talking about!" she hissed in his ear. She gave him a cold stare and turned back to look at Sylphie and Stonerib.
"If you both go back to those clans, than Kifi sure will come which means that I want to come." she mewed, staring at Stonerib. Turning to Sylphie she rubbed against her friend. "He's perfect for you." she mewed softly and nudged her good friend softly. "So, let's not sit around here all day!" She stood up, licked her paws, and glanced between all of teh cats.
-Short, did not know what to post. XP-
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Post by Aririkateku on Mar 24, 2008 9:39:42 GMT 9
//OoC: I think I'll have her announce that she was pregnant, then? And pretend that she was holding in the sadness of her Twolegs kicking her out. The twolegs could've found out that she was pregnant bafore she came and started spying on Kifi and Misty!
BiC: Sylphie bit her lip, and her eyes started to well with tears. "There's no way I can stay here in the first place. I...I have to go to Snowclan with Stonerib. Kifi, our towlegs have kicked me out of the nest. I haven't mentioned this to anyone yet, so here goes nothing." Sylphie took a deep breath, and let her gaze travel around the cats surrounding her. The three closest cats in her life. Her brother, her supposed mate, and her best friend. They would understand, right?
"Well, it's simple. I'm pregnant." With these words, she turned an buried her muzzle into Stonerib's shoulder. "And, Stonerib, I think they're yours!"
Meanwhile, Kifi was having a hard time keeping his balance on the branch.
"PREGNANT?!?!"
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Post by Folf on Mar 24, 2008 10:36:31 GMT 9
Þ-- Fall breathes his chilling breath... [/font] It was all mice and Greenleaf with flowery scent at the moment. For Stonerib anyway. A cat had just professed love for him. A very pretty- no, beautiful!- she-cat had her side pressed against his. And even with Sylphie's brother staring weapons of mass destuction (whatever in StarClan they were) at him, the warrior felt at ease. Even with his mind whirling at the revelations of love and she-cated-ness, he felt totally calm. Until Sylphie started crying.
"Wha...what's wrong?" He murmured quietly, but with a frantic edge to the tom's voice, as...his love (Stonerib would have to get used to saying that). But when it came to the part where she was kicked out of her Twoleg nest and would have to live with him...well, emotions began to dispensing themselves. Shock. Joy (which he hated feeling). Pity (second on the hate list).
Even through he saw, and almost knew, Sylphie would pick up her meow again, the SnowClan cat could not suppress his own. "Sylphie...oh man, but I'll have to teach you everything! The Warrior Code and how to hunt and how to fight and...oh man, Sylphie..." Stonerib would have continued if a bomb hadn't just hit the tree at the moment.
"Well, it's simple. I'm pregnant. And, Stonerib, I think they're yours!"
Stonerib didn't comprehend the words for a few seconds, mainly due to the fact Sylphie was even closer, her muzzle pressing against his sturdy shoulder. The expression on the warrior's face when it finally hit was more then likely hilarious to the remaining audience of Kifi (most especially him) and Misty. He opened his mouth once, eyes stretched out exponentially, but only a very unmanly squeak was produced.
And then the SnowClan tom teetered, for just a moment, against Sylphie. Stonerib followed by stumbling a few pawsteps forward, and then tumbling to his right. Or, into plain, ol' regular air. Only then did his expression change, into one of pure horror as one, and then both of his mottled front paws lashed out. On succeeded in curling around the branch, quickly followed by it's twin. And after hauling himself up a few inches, his expression calmed, especially as he turned to look at Sylphie. "So I'm a dad?"--reminding Earth of times to come... [/left][/color][/center]
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Post by Fishy on Mar 25, 2008 22:43:45 GMT 9
Flicking her tail softly Misty let out a mrrow of laughter as Stonerib was taken by surprise and Kifi too. "Congratulations Sylphie, and I will be with you when you go to SnowClan." she turned to Kifi and nearly pushed him off the tree, "Is this how you will react when I have kits, if you are still alive by then." at this she lat out another mrrow of laughter. "I doubt I'd get that mad at you though." she rested on Kifi's side.
She's wait till they got in SnowClan for her own big announcement.
{Short!}
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Post by Aririkateku on Mar 25, 2008 23:47:54 GMT 9
"Stonerib!" Sylphie gasped and tried to grab Stonerib to prevent him from falling. But he had already clawed himself back onto the branch. "We should really get going. Kifi, Misty, I really want you guys to come. I don't want to be seperated from my brother and my best friend."
Kifi nodded, then turned to hear what Misty was saying. "Kits? Of our own? Whoah. So much talk of kits, and love."
"Stonerib? What are you doing with a bunch of kittypets?" A white cat called from the bottom of the fence. "You should be in camp!" Whitepebble didn't want Stonerib to get in trouble. "And Ashenpaw was angry enough without a stiff rabbit hitting her!" He wasn't usually one to speak out like this, but he had to.
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Post by Folf on Mar 26, 2008 11:37:56 GMT 9
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-- Fall breathes his chilling breath... [/font] Stonerib was beginning to realize how awkward he must appear, slumped over a branch, the tree's limb hooked right under his shoulder. But, the tom didn't truly mind. For one, Sylphie was going to live with him, and, however much pain it brought her, it had been a subconscious dream since he first met her. And secondly...well, the warrior was going to be a father. Thoughts rushed back to him playing, with sheathed claws and gentle paws, with SnowClan kits through the seasons. And soon the SnowClan cat's own would be scrambling into the world, eyes bright and ready to take on anything that came at him.
Visions of kits, which were little clones of him and, get ready, his mate, were all over his mind. So much so, he missed the essential words exchanged between Sylphie, Kifi, and Misty. Until a familiar voice, and not one of the ex-kittypets, hit his ears.
"Stonerib? What are you doing with a bunch of kittypets?"
Whitepebble. In bare seconds, the warrior had claws his way back on to the branch, which now shivered from the harsh movements of the cat's recovery. Backing up, even if it would turn into a regrettable decision, so he stood beside Sylphie, turning around to face the pure white, young warrior. And he could only face the cat with the truth.
"Well, Whitepebble...I think I will best explain this on the way back to camp." Stonerib meowed slowly, watching Whitepebble carefully, as if he wasn't sure on how the tom would react. After a long, silent moment after he spoke, the warrior gave Sylphie's ear a quick lick, and a gesturing motion with his tail. Then, on his own terms, Stonerib slithered down the trunk of the tree, the Maine Coon leaping to the watered ground with ease. --reminding Earth of times to come... [/left][/color][/center]
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