Talking Up A Storm (Roselocke)

[Fernstripe]

Roselocke

Owlpaw padded into camp, his bright golden eyes scanning the clearing. He could feel a storm brewing on his tongue, and he was searching for someone to share it with. There were times when Owlpaw just liked to talk, and talk he would. He was pretty sure his chatty nature annoyed some of his fellow clanmates, but that didn't faze him as he bounded to the fresh-kill pile, choosing a plump rabbit. 

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Briarpaw returned from meeting Zevran, her eyes weighted with the pressure of her actions. She, of course, wanted, deeply, to run away with Zevran, though she was still quite unsure. Maybe the clan would miss her...though she was most likely kidding herself. Barely any of the clan actually noticed her, and it didn't help that she was not the most spoken of a cat.

Reaching over to the fresh-kill pile, she plucked up a plump starling, glancing around for a place to sit.

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[Fernstripe]

Owlpaw's gaze landed on Briarpaw, who was picking a piece of prey from the fresh-kill pile now. In fact, she seemed kind of lost in thought... And it looked like she needed a place to sit. Owlpaw padded smoothly up to her, his bright golden eyes sparkling with mischief. "Would you like to sit with me?" He mumbled around the rabbit, gesturing with his tail to a bare spot in the clearing a little ways away. 

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Briarpaw was startled when someone as popular as Owlpaw actually noticed her, her honey colored eyes widening in surpise,"Y-yes please..." She meowed quietly, glancing away from the handsome tom. Her tail twitching nervously, she specifically looked away from Owlpaw, avoiding his face at all costs. With her big, honey-colored eyes and golden brown tabby pelt, she might have been considered pretty, but she never saw herself as that, no more than a pest to the rest of the clan.

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[Fernstripe]

Owlpaw nodded, trotting to the spot then laying down. He scooted over, giving Briarpaw space to eat. He found her large, honey-colored eyes cute and her fur pretty. He'd never really gotten to know her though, probably due to her meek personality. Owlpaw bent down, taking a bite out of his still-warm rabbit. As he chewed, he let the rich flavors seep into his mouth, enjoying every moment of it. "Greenleaf has certainly brought tastier prey than usual, hasn't it?" He asked once he had swallowed. Owlpaw hadn't tasted a rabbit this good since he was in the nursery. "Would you like to try some?" He mewed absent-mindedly, pushing the rabbit in Briarpaw's direction.

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Briarpaw nodded curtly, giving Owlpaw a careful, nervous glance before she reached down to take a small bite of the juicy rabbit. Her honey eyes widened at the delicious taste of the rabbit, her tail twitching slightly."Yes, Greenleaf sure has brought tastier prey." She meowed softly, her golden brown fur becoming brighter as the sunlight reflected off of it.

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[Fernstripe]

Owlpaw smiled at Briarpaw's widening eyes, pleased that she found it delicious, too. Owlpaw couldn't help but notice Briarpaw's flashing coat. It was a little like his own, except his had darker flecks mingled into it, along with a patch of white splashed onto his chest. "I'll reckon Greenleaf will bring more kits than ever in the nursery." He mewed warmly, thinking of the little fuzzballs bouncing about. Owlpaw ducked his head again to take another bite of rabbit. I wonder what it is like to be a rabbit... he thought, crunching through a bone. Owlpaw could just imagine the last terrifying moments of it's life before being killed by the deadly claws of a cat. He glanced over at the bird Briarpaw was eating. "I wonder what it's like to fly?" Owlpaw only realized how weird that question was only after it popped had out of his mouth. 

Roselocke

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"I bet it makes you feel free..." She meowed softly, glancing up at the tom. Even if she didn't want them too, her honey eyes always seemed to glow with delight, though they often had a sad ting to them. A small smile appeared on her lips as she thought of Zevran, and how he scolded her for having a sad look in her eyes.

Fernstripe Ooooh Owlpaw better do a good job at catching her attention, for it seems she falling for Mr. Zevran :3

[Fernstripe]

Roselocke

"I bet it makes you feel free..."

Owlpaw noticed that her honey sweet eyes seemed to have a echo of sorrow in them. Why is that? Maybe Briarpaw feels afraid, maybe talking to me made her feel nervous?... Or, maybe it was something deeper, more serious than that? Owlpaw gave his head a sharp shake, startled at the thoughts he was thinking. Briarpaw's attention seemed to be wandering away... He flicked her ear with his tail teasingly. "Would you choose to be free? I mean, if given the chance." Owlpaw asked, curiosity pricking his pelt.

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Tags: Fernstripe
Muse: Good
OOC: Sorry, I completely forgot about this thread!
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Briarpaw glanced up at him with her big honey eyes, her golden brown tabby pelt relaxed, yet she had no idea how to answer. If she was free with Zevran...she would go anywhere with her golden tom. but right now, she was talking with Owlpaw. Directing her attention to the tom, her honey eyes bearing into his eyes, she meowed, her soft-spoken voice simple,"I would be free if I could."

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Owlpaw paused in surprise. That was not the answer he was expecting at all. "Not one to run with the herd, aye?" Owlpaw commented, regaining his composure. "I'd always prefer to stay with others. Makes me feel... secure." He shuddered, imagining life if he didn't have the Clan. He'd had to fend for himself, and when he got old... A thought struck him. He played over what Briarpaw had said in his mind. "I would be free if I could." Was there something stopping her? And what did she mean by "free"? Did she feel trapped somehow? Owlpaw's thoughts swirled into a hurricane of different possibilities as he picked at his meal.

Roselocke

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Tags: Fernstripe
Muse: Great
OOC: Oh I am so sorry! This thread got buried in all my other threads xD Oh, and now there is a great chance she will stay in the clan.
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"Not completely, since I don't really have that many friends." She meowed with a flick of her ears, her honey eyes soft. Then, she imagined what her life could be with Owlpaw...Maybe even healthy, with the safety of the clan, and just staying to her home. Maybe, just maybe, if Owlpaw...was amazing."So, how...about you?" Her soft-spoken voice was directed straight at him, her thoughts away from Zevran now.