In The Wild Where The Hawks Roam (avery)

[Clemintine]

(wee First roleplay together _{Unless you count Iris and nightmare} Weee :D. It seems as though Stormclan and sunsetclan are making a habit out of these things ;p)   Avery

The crisp, clean, and fresh smell of the lake drifted through the soft breeze that caused the treetops to sway gently, birds fluffed out protecting their eggs, mice scurried to get back to their nests before they became a meal. The Clan closest to the lake smelled like fresh water and sand, however, today the refreshing smell was mixed with the smell of sweet Pine trees, something that was home of StormClan. The forest that belong to SunsetClan was quiet until a large white tom stepped into view, perhaps a border patrol? No, this tom smelled like pine trees and sweet Honeydew, nothing like SusnetClan so what was he doing here?


When your dreams all fail..
                                            ...Andthe ones we hail...
                                                                                ...Arethe worst of all


The tom was very handsome, you would think his tall figure would be slim and stick like but his legs were clearly laced with thick, strong muscles. His fur was short and bright white, beautiful like a fresh snow fall, a feature that stood out against his white pelt was his ears. The toms ears had a brilliant orange color to them, the only color in his pelt. He stepped forward as his muscles tensed and flexed, his long skinny tail followed behind him as he walked through the woods silently. A mouse darted in front of him, fast, but not fast enough, quick like a hawk the tom scooped up the mouse in a paw his claws digging into it. The thing squirmed and he smirked his eyes having an evil stare in them. "Life's too short isn't it?" 

                                                                                                       but with the beast inside....

....There’s nowhere we can hide

The tom said the words almost like he felt sorry for the dieing mouse in his paws.. almost. Suddenly his large teeth sunk into the pathetic creature ending it's life without the slightest regret or honor. The massive tom of course swallow the mouse quickly before licking his whiskers clean of the blood, he was just starting to enjoy his time in SunsetClan when he heard the faintest noise, the Tom's eyes darted over towards the sound. His eyes is what got him into trouble most of the time, his eyes was the cherry on top of the icing for his handsome looks. Clear blue on the outer edges and a brilliant orange color near his pupils, they had a intriguing look to them, inviting, alluring. His mouth was parted as he toke in the scents around him while the tip of his canines stuck out of his parted mouth, he exhaled letting his warm breath carry out into the air.

When you feel my heat

Look into my eyes

It’s where my demons hide

[Avery]

tags: Clemintine
Music: Sleeping Sickness- City & Colour
Muse: High
Words: 554
Ooc: Ee! I'm so pumped <3

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I awoke
to find my lungs empty
And through the night
So it seems I'm not breathing
And now my dreams are nothing like they were meant to be
And I'm breaking down,
                           I think I'm breaking down

Misery.

 That's all it seemed to be these days. Misery, and perhaps a splash of bitterness. The tabby feline flicked her tail in agreement as she wandered through her territory. It also appeared that a majority of her days was locked in a never ending cycle of hunting, wandering, and exploring. She hated being in camp now, and preferred the vast openness of her Clan's territory then being stuck in the clearing with the unforgiving stares of her clan mates. Memories flashed before her and she struggled like she always did when this occurred. The look on Fallowmist's face as she stood there bleeding from his mouth, and his wheezing gasps each time they moved him towards the medicine cat's den. The look of pure anger, disgust and disappointment on Ratstar's face when Wildpaw constantly re-told of the events that had happened. The whispers and look of terror, or betrayal on Sunset's members told her that no one believed that she hadn't attempted to murder her mentor.


And I'm afraid
To sleep because of what haunts me
Such as living with the uncertainty
       That I'll never find the words to say
Which would completely explain
       Just how I'm breaking down

She had been exiled without actually leaving the Clan.

 Rather then going to her usual spot at the abandoned two-leg home she had decided to explore the Northern half of the territory. The forest held a fresh, new adventure for her and she was slightly eager to explore it. Gone were the days of mentor ship and comradery with her mentor or fellow Clanmembers. She was now training herself, and keep herself fit on her own. She still longed for her warrior name, but it now appeared to be a distant and incredibly unobtainable goal. Would she be destined to stay at apprentice level till she joined Starclan? It certainly felt like it. Ratstar hadn't spoken to her since that fateful night.

Sighing she moved further into the territory, and felt the rush of wind as it whipped past the trees. It clawed at her medium-length tabby fur in delight, begging her almost to hurry up her pace and join it in fun. Ignoring the temptation to run, she focused herself on the scents it brought with it. Bird, mouse... and Stormclan. Her heart lurched inside her chest and she had to breathe for a few moments before she could focus once again. It couldn't be Frogleap could it? He would never, ever come here for her. They had never discussed that before. What if he was in trouble? What if Stormclan was in trouble? Going against everything she had learned since the beginning of her training she rushed forward, green eyes clearly wide with worry.


Someone come and, someone come and save my life
Maybe I'll sleep when I am dead
but now it's like the night is taking sides
With all the
              worries
                        that
                             occupy
                                       the back of
                                                       my mind

 The moment the tall grass parted  and  a white pelt caught her attention she scrambled to a halt. Blue streaked with copper eyes held her hard, green eyes. This definitely wasn't Frogleap. This was an outsider. The scent of blood made her look down at the mouse body that lay nearby, and red liquid clung to his paws. The outsider was hunting on her Clan's territory. Was she even loyal to the Clan anymore? Shoving her emotions and misery aside she addressed the tom with a cold glare. Puffing herself up, a low growl rumbled from her chest.

"I doubt you have permission to hunt on this territory Stormclanner. I suggest you leave before I contact the rest of my patrol."

Could it be this misery will suffice?

[Clemintine]

^{"I doubt you have permission to hunt on this territory Stormclanner. I suggest you leave before I contact the rest of my patrol."}

Hmm?

Snowhawk's alluring gaze slowly drifted over to his new visitor, ahh.. His pupils dilated taking in her full appearance, she wasn't bad looking. Snowhawk's face was calm, relaxed and his eyes never left hers, he simply slowly flicked his tongue across his whiskers. The tom didn't move and he remained quiet allowing the sounds of the forest to flow around the two, birds became to chirp once more and the sound of the near water filled their ears. He used this time to think carefully, this she-cat seemed smarter than the average but that wouldn't matter soon...

They say it's what you make....
                                ....I say it's up to fate

He relaxed his expression and gave a small smile, just a small one, his eyes softening, attempting to pull her in, he spoke finally, his voice was just a tad louder than a whisper but the deepness of his voice would amplify it. He spoke as if he was closer to her, whispering in her ear gently speaking soft, inviting words."Your eyes, they shine so bright."  This was all he spoke, the woods seemed to grow quiet and only the soft breeze that ruffled his fur disturb them. He smiled more and toke a small slow step towards her so not to alarm her.

Don’t get too close

                It’s dark inside

                            It’s where my demons hide

He toke another step "I'm sorry that was.. rude of me, I just find your eyes very attractive.." Another step. "I should not have hunted on your land but... I just couldn't help myself.." Something sparked in his eyes as he spoke his words like they had a deeper meaning. He stood now only a tail length away and it was very clear he was taller and larger than her in great size. Snowhawk dipped his head slightly but still never took his eyes off hers, it would be to easy for him to devour her like he devoured the mouse..


or would it. 
What do you mean would it?
She seems to know her stuff..
Oh.. really? I think not.

His composure broke as he laughed deeply "The rest of the patrol?" His eyes flickered behind her and then back to her "Sorry for laughing but.." His voice got lower, a soft whisper

"I have been all over the forest.. there is no patrol for miles."

Avery
Muse: *O* ehh
ooc: owo this should be fun. Felt weird saying miles because.. thats.. a lot so XD but you get the idea u.u

[Avery]

tags: Clemintine
words:434
muse: Goood
Music: classical xD
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"Your eyes, they shine so bright."

Right. Thanks for the compliment, ya weirdo.

"I'm sorry that was.. rude of me, I just find your eyes very attractive.. I should not have hunted on your land but... I just couldn't help myself.."


Uh-huh... 

Watching the tom move closer towards her with each sugar-coated word Wildpaw fluffed herself up further, and braced her legs in an act of defiance. "Take one more step Stormclanner, and I'll rip your ears off." She hissed, lips drawing back over sharp fangs. She wasn't really in the mood to be dealing with compliments from frisky toms, and as far as she was concerned she had more attention from toms then she was used to. In her mind Wildpaw was still an awkward, fluffy feline who couldn't tell where her left paw was from her right paw, but to other's she was far from this. Although not as alluring as some of the she-cat's in the Clan, Wildpaw had certainly grown into a looker. A petite build rippled with muscles from hours of dedication and long training session. Her coat had filled out, had grown darker from Leaf-bare, and held hints of red that could now be seen streaked through each strand due to New-leaf. Unfortunately, Snowhawk had been right, her eyes were rather enchanting; bright forest green expressed her emotions beautifully, and were currently flashing in anger.


As the tom laughed and caught her bluff Wildpaw sunk her claws deeper into the forest floor. Her plumed tail lashed behind her with the force of a hurricane. So the tom knew she was alone, what were her options? First, she could run away and pray that she would pump into another patrol. It was nearly Sun-high which meant hunting patrol's would be in full force, or a border patrol would be happening soon. Second option was to stand in fight, and she more then prepared to do so. So it would be option two if things turned ugly, and Wildpaw was more then ready. Noticing his smirk she couldn't help but feel like she was having deja vu to a time with a particular fire-furred tom.

"Look. I highly suggest you high-tail it out of here before things turn ugly. I am in no mood to be dealing with some confident, cocky mouse-brained badger who feels the need to travel to other territories to get some excitement. Not sure where your mind was when you decided to cross the border, but I'm giving my last warning before I force you. What's your decision?"

[Clemintine]

_{"Take one more step Stormclanner, and I'll rip your ears off."}


Eh?..
Told you she seemed to know herself.
Oh put a cork in it mousebrain.

Snowhawk sat down and looked at her while his tail was lifted high and swaying slightly as if he was waving a white flag surrendering. He hadn't expected her to have so much kick behind her, goes for the saying looks can be deceiving. He quircked a brow, surprised at her reaction. ouch, hurtful yet feisty. Snowhawk couldn't help but smile at her. "Alright, alright, calm your fur!" He raised his chin up staring down at her even more, such a tiny she-cat couldn't possible do such things to a large tom as him.

"I didn't mean to make you upset." He honestly didn't but he wasn't about to beg her to believe him, he smirked when she accused him of just trying to find excitement, did she think getting fussed at was exciting? Tch. He stared at her and then glanced away giving it a shot in the dark "I'll make it up to you." He smiled gently "The lake is beautiful right now, and I'm sure I can catch you a fish." His smile turned wolfish as he turned his head back towards her. He expected her to say no and practically pounce on him.

You're heading into dangerous waters..
You never know, she-cats have a way of changing their minds

Or so he hoped for his own safety.

[Avery]

"Alright, alright, calm your fur! I didn't mean to make you upset."

Wait what?

 The genuine alarmed tone defintiely caught her by surprise. Cocking her head slightly to the left she stared at him with suspicion, her large ears perked forwards. What was this tom up to? Her tail continued to sway behind her, but the angry tension had left her body. Trees rustled ahead as the awkward situation seemed to grow further, and Wildpaw contemplated on what she should do. A part of her wanted to drive him off Sunset's territory, but another part had some ... strange loyalty to Stormclan. Worry knawed at her belly as she thought about what Frogleap would do if this white tom would return home with claw marks marking his pelt and told him that a tabby she-cat from Sunset had done it. Would that cause conflict between them? She was pretty sure that Frogleap would scold his warrior for venturing into the territory, but still, she didn't want to take that chance.  Another voice loudly scolding her for acting so mousebrained, and to attack already. 


I'll make it up to you. The lake is beautiful right now, and I'm sure I can catch you a fish."

 Another twist to this strange encounter. He was now offering... to catch prey.. for her. Toms were inredibly hard to follow creatures! The dark apprentice looked towards the faint outline of the lake, and then returned his gaze. It would technically be on mutual territory, and she could use the prey he caught to make up for the prey that he had killed. However, Wildpaw didn't know who this tom was. For all she knew he could be some murderer. Tail flicking with indecision now she weighed her options, before nodding her head. 


"Done, but then I leave and you go home. Got it?"

[Clemintine]

"If that is what you want" Snowhawk was walking ahead of her by now and he paused to turn his head looking back at her, he winked and smirked before walking forward again. He loved how the lake smelled, being so far away he never got to smell it or see if for that matter. He had his back facing the she-cat leaving himself open for an attack, Snowhawk began to talk not bothering to glance back at her "What's SunsetClan like? Do you get tired of the lake?" he chuckled slightly and glanced ahead as the lake seemed to grow larger as they neared it.


Small and gentle waves washed across the water as the breeze blew causing them, you surprisingly couldn't spot any two-legs out near it. Snowhawk, paused at the tree line to glance around cautiously before stepping out into the open field, now he turned to look and make sure she was following him. "For someone so feisty you sure are slow"  He purred lightly as he spoke the words teasing her. 


OOC: ;w; I'm sorry for such a short reply but the drawing toke all my muse</3

[Avery]

Tags: Clemintine
Muse: Good
Music: None
ooc: Excuse spelling/grammer. Keyboard is missing a key and it's messing me up.

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"If that is what you want."

The Stormclan tom winked towards the dark feline before turning around and began to walk to the lake. A sinking feeling followed as Wildpaw stepped after him warily. What had she gotten herself into? Hadn't she already dealt with enough cocky and arrogant toms to last her a life time? The tom's tail swung just in front of her and she quickly concluded that the tom was awfully trusting. To trusting. Green orbs never left his back as she calculated the distance between them and how far she would have to leap in order to sink her claws into his pelt. She wouldn't mind teaching him a thing or two about Sunset cats and make him not trust another Clan cat again. A Bengal coated frame flashed in front of her eyes and her tail lashed in anger. A pair of golden eyes showed disapproval and anger. Get out of my head Frogleap!The intruder was definitely lucky that he had him for a deputy as that was the only thing preventing her from attacking him.

"What's SunsetClan like? Do you get tired of the lake?"

Perking her ears forward's she was wrenched out of her thoughts and she had to think about his question for a moment. Narrowing her eyes in suspicion she wondered if he was attempting to gain knowledge from her. "It's nice." She replied evenly, wanting to leave it at that. After all, she wasn't particularly content with her Clanmates right now, and that was really all she could think of right now. "The lake? No, we don't really go to it very often since the Ocean is so close. Or the Tadpole's." In secret the Tadpole Pool's was the other favorite location of her's besides the Adanded Two-leg Home. When she was a kit she would often be found wandering the pool's on her own (much to the anger of her mother) and even as an apprentice she continued to visit them as much as she could. It was peaceful there and it had a great niche between the pool's for napping during Greenlead. In Leaf-bare the ice would freeze causing them to look like tiny mythical worlds.


"For someone so feisty you sure are slow"

Bristling again she extended her stride to catch up with him. With short legs it was hard for her to maintain a pace to keep up with the long limbed feline's. Glancing around she noticed how quiet the lake was. Two-leg's only appeared during the middle of Greenleaf, and usually Newleaf was still quiet. Hopefully, none of her Clanmates would spot her from the tree's and wonder why she was out here with a Stormclan cat. That would be awkward to explain. Turning her attention to the large body of water she marveled at the sunlight glinting of it's calm surface. In Green-leaf she hardly got to see the water's be peaceful, as the two-legs would bring large floating objects to race around in the lake.

"What's Stormclan like?" She asked casually, him while she waited for him to find a spot to fish from. The question was really a double edged question. She was actually returning the question he had asked her, as well as what life was like Stormclan. How different was it from her current clan, and would it be easy to adjust to? Plus, she hadn't seen Frogleap in awhile. 

[Clemintine]

The tom stepped towards the lake allowing the swallow water to engulf his paws, the water felt nice compared to the blazing sun, he wiggles his toes slightly before going in a tad bit deeper. The sun gave his white pelt a glowing texture, not to mention the sun reflecting off the water only made it glow brighter, the water around him was tinted white due to his fur reflecting off of it. He kept his tail above the water for a few moments before finally allowing it to sink down into the refreshing liquid. He had only been here one other time but had not been caught so it was nice, exciting really to have a SunsetClanner with him. 

His ears twitched at her question while he focused on the movement of the water waiting, watching for any signs of fish he answered it calmly "Well.. It's.. piney.." he gave a slight chuckle "I suppose it's ok... the she-cats are a little stuck up" He crinkled his nose up thinking about them "To be truthful I don't particularly like StormClan" Snowhawk had always been infatuated with the ideal of love but none of the she-cats in StormClan could deal with his sick sense of humor., he didn't like any Clan really the truth was he would go anywhere his love went and since he didn't have one well.. he just went where ever he liked for now. 

The toms eyes narrowed, a dull colored fish squirmed through the water almost like a snake, wiggling this way and that. his body froze so not to disturb in. Suddenly little balls of water sparkled in the air as the sun light hit them, a wave of water, and a fish, flew through the air and was headed directly towards the she-cat, either she would move or be smacked with water and a fish. The tom laughed deeply "There's your fish... ya know the water feels pretty nice." he stared at her with gentle eyes. "You have went this far, why not a little farther." He teased at her and then smacked his paw at the water sending another wave towards her.

[Avery]

Well.. It's.. piney...I suppose it's ok... the she-cats are a little stuck up. To be truthful I don't particularly like StormClan"


"Well then I must be a little ray of sunshine for you Stormclanner."

She meowed sarcastically towards the white coloured tom. If he thought those she-cats were difficult she couldn't imagine what he thought about her, hopefully vicious. It was strange to here someone openly talk about their dislike for their Clan, as a majority of the time's she would talk to other Clan cat's and it was always positive vibes or "such in such clan is better then you clan." Going through doubts first paw, she began to sense that she wasn't the only one who was questioning their life in the Clans. "Really? I never thought that Stormclan had pine trees! I learn something new everyday." She meowed back, another sarcastic barb in her words. It was true though. Fallowmist had gone over the terrain of each Clan rather extensively during their first few months.

Suddenly a fish flew through the air towards her with sunlight sparkling off of it's grey scales, turning them into tiny rainbows. Wildpaw took a few steps back, and judged the distance. Reaching towards it, she quickly sank her claws in it and brought it back to the ground. It was a decent sized fish, and she begrudingly had to admit that it was a good catch. She was impressed. "Nice catch... For a Stormclanner. And no, I really should be getting back, and you should be leav-" Water splashed towards her catching her by surprise, and causing her to leap into the air. Green eyes glared at the innocent expression of the tom in front of her and she dug her claws into the crowd.
Don't attack. Don't attack.
Water sprayed towards him in a large wave in deadly precision. Wildpaw stood belly deep in the water, and her expression was a mixture of playful and irritated. "Hardy har har, you've had your fun. Time for you to leave Stormclanner."

[Clemintine]

"Well then I must be a little ray of sunshine for you Stormclanner."

He didn't respond but to be truthful she was, she was more exciting than any other she-cat he had meet, usely they would just fall head over heels in love with him and leave him bored. This she-cat hadn't in fact she threatened to rip his ear off.. The toms ear twitched slightly at the thought and he laughed. The water felt like it was playfully slapping his legs as he listened to the she-cat talk.

"Really? I never thought that Stormclan had pine trees! I learn something new everyday."

"I know, it was a big surprise for me as well" he glanced at her with serious eyes then stuck the tip of his tongue out at her. He toke a small step towards her "I'm sure you have heard all about Stormclan be-" Suddenly a wave of water came down on the tom, his claws stuck into the ground below his paws and his back arched in surprised. Snowhawk playfully glared at her feeling water trickle down his face. 

"Hardy har har, you've had your fun. Time for you to leave Stormclanner."

"Oh, I see how it is, splash me then tell me to leave" He stepped towards her lifting a paw preparing to fling water at her "I think you're just scared.." His voice purred the words as he smirked at her, challenging her. He wiggled his paw that was in the air dipping it in and out of the water teasing her "Come on Sunsetclanner, scared of a little water?" The tom slapped her overly sized paw into the water sending another wave that was larger than the last at her. 


Tag: Avery

[Avery]

ooc: I like this thread! I get to develop her other side of worries :3 AND it makes it so much more interesting because he's a Stormclanner AND because he's protected because of Frogleap.
Tags: Clemintine
Words: 423
Music: None
Muse: Good
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"I know, it was a big surprise for me as well. I'm sure you have heard all about Stormclan be-"[/I]

What was that? What were you saying?

Wildpaw's ears perked up in curiosity when she caught the last bit of sentence from him. Because of what? Did he mean because of someone? She desperately wanted to believe that he wasn't referring to his deputy. He couldn't. They were always careful. They both knew what was at stake for them if someone found them together and misinterpreted what they were doing. It wasn't like they were meeting each other romantically.. They were just friends. What if... What if someone had seen though. What if Stormhawk had figured it out... What if...

He had seen them.

The tom certainly wasn't acting like he knew some deep dark secret... Then again, it was awfully strange that he was even here. Why was he here? Hunting wasn't a decent answer because it was New-leaf and prey would be in abundance. What if he was here to found out who she was? It wouldn't be to hard.. There were tabbies in Sunsetclan but not that many petite one's. The only one's she could think about was herself and Vineheart. Who could technically pass as twins. Her tail swung slowly behind her as she tried to figure out if this Stormclan cat knew who she was. A part of her was saying it was illogical.. another very tiny piece was saying it could be.


"Oh, I see how it is, splash me then tell me to leave. I think you're just scared..Come on Sunsetclanner, scared of a little water?"

Green eyes narrowed as she caught his paw rising in the air. How was the dark feline going to respond to this playful tom's actions. She could shrug off her worries as her being over thinking things and fling water at him to show she wasn't worried. OR she could confront him on his reasons for being there. He had asked her a question. "I am definitely not scared." She meowed back evenly, her voice slightly distracted. Deciding to somewhat do both she flung another wave back at him, before jumping sideways in case he retaliated. "Why are you here Stormclanner? I doubt it's because you enjoy the lake so much."

[Clemintine]

Snowhawk licked down his chest trying to dry his white fur when suddenly another wave of water hit him, he smirked at her but was surprised by her question. "Why are you here Stormclanner? I doubt it's because you enjoy the lake so much." He glanced at her than began to walk out of the water, once fully out he shook his short pelt letting it half dry, he gave himself a few more licks before turning he cold gaze onto her "I don't know to be honest." that was a lie. he had smelled it, he wasn't stupid but then again he wasn't one hundred percent sure. His deputy had tried his best to cover the scent but Snowhawk had pasted him and smelled the scent of SunsetClan, a female.

Snowhawk breathed in slowly and his gaze locked onto hers, his stared seemed to hold a deeper meaning. The same scent that was on his deputy was on her. He was intrigued, what she-cat could possible draw the attention from StormClans deputy? Snowhawk stepped towards the she-cat, he was now back int he water and was less than a tail length away from her. The snow white tom glanced down at her "you smell nice." His voice wasn't seductive but it did hold a deeper meaning, he wasn't trying to hit on her but he did want her, rather it was sexual or not this she-cat had caught his attention and he planned to stay around. Snowhawk slid his tongue across his muzzle and rolled his shoulders relaxing himself. "My name is Snowhawk, what about you SunsetClanner?"

[Avery]

"I don't know to be honest."

Lies.

Wildpaw narrowed her eyes again and she flattened her ears slightly. The tom was toying with her and she hated it. His lack of answer half-confirmed her questions, but she still didn't want to believe it. Rather then press him further she ignored his fake answer. She felt that if she did decided to deny his answer was truthful he would only bring up what he knew. Which was wrong. Her and Frogleap were just friends... right? Still... he technically held the upper paw and she was determined not to show that he did. Wildpaw merely cocked her head and straightened her ears. "Strange." She meowed watching him leave the water, and lick his fur a couple of times. His scent of Stormclan tugged at her heartstrings and she realized just how much she actually missed the Deputy. It had been awhile since she had seen him and she often wondered if he thought of her. However, it was partially her fault for not seeing him. She had been far to busy keeping up with a fiery-furred Clanmate of hers. He always kept her on her toes that one... not that she minded.. she didn't want to admit but she was starting to get rather.. smitten.

"You smell nice."

The voice wasn't unfriendly... but it did strike fear in Wildpaw. This tom's words were simple yet held a deeper meaning. He did know, and he knew that she knew that he knew. Looking rather unfazed by his words she merely flicked her tail and thanked him. "Must be the fish." She said, glancing over at the discarded trout lying on the ground. Returning his gaze, the water swished underneath her paws as she took a few steps backwards. The Stormclan tom had moved to close for her comfort, his body language taking on a form she didn't like. She knew what he was doing... she had had it before. but the last time she played if off with flirtation and pretended that she couldn't hunt. This time thought it wasn't a Clanmate it was an enemy. This time it was someone who could potentially change everything that she worked so hard for in her clan..The loyalty of her Clanmembers as well as the trust and attention of a tom. When he asked for her name she debated on giving him a fake name.. but she knew that wouldn't work... He'd probably see her at Gatherings (if Ratstar allowed her to go back) and that would just cause a massive nest of issues that she didn't want to deal with.

"Pleasure... to meet you Snowhawk. I'm Wildpaw." She meowed feeling like she had done something incredibly stupid. She felt like she was resting her fate in enemies paws and she wanted nothing more then to leave. Why oh why did I not just chase him off in the first place! The image of Frogleap flashed before her eyes and she sighed inwardly. Toms were the main source of this mess that she had indirectly placed herself in. Having feelings sucked.

[Clemintine]

Wildpaw? Snowhawk paused for a moment his eyes glancing her up and down. She was a -paw? An apprentice? His mind began to race, how old was she even? He could be 10 moons older than her, 20 even! He stared at her legs then back to her eyes, she didn't look nor act like an apprentice, and apprentices were not suppose to go out alone. He licked down his chest trying to reasses the situation. The deputy.. why would her scent be.. He wrinkled his nose and stared at the ground.

perhaps she is lieing..
Why would she lie about her name?
To trick you.. to mess with you..

Snowhawk Licked his chest fur once more before staring at Wildpaws face "So you're an apprentice? You're out here alone?" His thoughts began to come out of his mouth before he could even think. She had sparked his curiosity and now it was burning like a short fuse about to explode. He was sure he sounded rude or at least the apprentices in StormClan were stuck up and hated it to be pointed out. He breathed in again deeply. No, there was no mistaking it it was her scent he had smelled. He wanted to ask her what she had been doing why she was hanging out with his deputy but then again he wasn't so sure she was after all she seemed very... distant.. yeah sure that word would work.

His alluring eyes narrowed as he stared at her, the water splashing gently against his paws. Snowhawk sat down and lifted a paw licking it before running it over an orange ear.