Just Close Your Eyes (Echo)

[Icestorm]

The large tom made his way slowly through the forest. The green leaves covering the tree tops. The forest floor dark, with patches of light shining through. The forest floor was a sight to see, but that wasn't were Thornfur was looking. His green eyes glanced upward to the trees, his legs twitching to jump. To jump from branch to branch. Racing through without a care.

The sound beside him though reminded him of who he was with. The trees were not an option, but really that was fine. Being with Birdheart was worth not being in the trees. She still got to him, somehow. To him it was as if everyday was their first day together, yet more somehow. He wasn't sure how to explain it. He leaned closer to her, letting his fur touch hers. The silence welcomed to him so long as she was near.

OOC: It worries me that you won't tell me what we are doing with these two haha, Echo

[Echo]

OOC: It was just an idea, find cute song lyrics and place it around the stuff like Acro does with poems

Give me love like him.
Cause lately I've been waking up alone.
Paint splattered teardrops on my fur.
Told you I'd let them go.
And that I'd fight my corner.
maybe tonight I'll call ya.
After my blood.
Turns into Alchohol.
No I just wanna hold ya.

Birdheart smiled when she saw her mate look back at her. Every moment she was with him it sent gentle, wonderful, loving tingles up her spine. It was a feeling like no other, the feeling of true love. He was her Prince Charming, her night in shining armor. She was his princess, his 3-legged damsel in distress. And together they could conquer anything. No matter what happened, they were together forever. Nothing can break true love. Nothing at all.

Give a little time to me or burn this out.
We'll play hide and seek to turn this around.
All I want is the taste your love allows.
My my, my my, oh give me love
My my, my my, oh give me love
My my, my my, oh give me love
My my, my my, oh give me love
My my, my my, give me love

Just a little thing I wanted to try, because I think it's cute and this song (by Ed Sheeran - www.youtube.com/watch?v=qjxy5PtW1dc is just beautiful

[Icestorm]

If we take this bird in
   With its broken leg
      We could nurse it

Thornfur began to purr without even thinking about it, as though it was second nature around her. He was pretty sure only she and Poppyshine ever heard him do it. He wasn't even sure if his kits heard purr or not. Probably not. Maybe one did, but that didn't matter. Thrushpaw and Antpaw hadn't, had they? He hoped not, Antpaw's mouth would do nothing, but spread the word that Thornfur was soft. That would do the tom no good, and honestly it was far from the truth. Only kin saw any soft side, and Birdheart. but really to him she was so much than kin.

After a moment of realizing what he was doing the large tom cleared his throat. His eyes finding a patch of grass with plenty of sunlight. The grass looked soft, and fresh still. "Wanna take a break?" He asked motioning toward the bright spot. Sunning themselves sounded particularly nice to him, maybe it would remind him of being in the trees, closer to the sun. It would also give Birdheart the chance to relax, he really did get nervous taking her for walks when she was expecting. His luck wasn't good then, it wasn't good now.

Come inside
For a little lie down with me   
If you fall asleep       
It wouldn’t be the worst thing          

[Echo]

We both lie silently in the dead of the night
Although we both lie close together
We feel miles apart inside

Birdheart nodded and followed her mate to lie down and sun. She began to think while laying down. The two were expecting kits, third litter in fact. So far their only luck with kits was 2 sons. 2 sons out of 2 litters have survived. She loved every single one of her kits, which made her scared for every single one. At this moment she promised herself that she would not mess up this time. Her and Thornfur would work together to keep these kits safe.

Every rose has it's Thorn
Just like every night has it's dawn
Just like every cowboy sings a sad sad song
Every rose has it's Thorn

(OOC: I hope to make the two kits from our litter this weekend)

[Icestorm]

OOC: I lost the thread! So sorry and I just remembered this. Gahh Echo

Thornfur moved closer to Birdheart enjoying the heat she gave off. It was comforting to him. He wasn't one for contact with other, but Birdheart had always been different.

"What do you think these ones will be like?" Thornfur wasn't sure where the question came from it just kinda happened. He looked to Birdheart's stomach with a warm gaze, "I bet they will be strong like you. Just like Antpaw," the warrior mused.

[Echo]

Birdheart smiled and thought about their soon-to-be kits.
"Or comforting, kind, and courageous like you," she purred. It was always fun creating imaginary futures for your kits, but even more fun learning their imperfections and helping them cope through hard times. To Birdheart, knowing your kits weren't perfect made them more interesting.

[Icestorm]

Thornfur looked a little flustered at her kind words. He felt a heat rush to his face. Courageous he understood easily enough, but not so much the comforting part, but who was he to argue. "Wonder if they'll be good hunters. I sure hope so," he chucked slightly to himself at the very thought of his kits. He wasn't sure how many they were having, but it was always interesting to think about.

[Echo]

"I would want a few little fighters in their too, defending their clan, strong and brave - fearless." She continued to purr.
"Maybe one will become leader, or medicine cat, or maybe one will become a hero someday and save a cat or two. Aww and when they all get kits of their own..." her heart fluttered. She hoped that they would have much more luck with kits than her and Thornfur. Oh she was so proud of Antpaw and Thruspaw her heart might not be able to handle feeling proud for plenty other kits! but she would learn to be proud of each and every one because this time - none were going to die before they're even apprentices. Actually - none would die for many moons. period.

[Icestorm]

Thornfur nodded strongly to Birdheart's words. Fearless sounded good to him. Great actually, let them show their claws and protect the clan with everything had. Who could ask for a strong warrior. "Leader? Medicine cat? Hero?" he said in a humored chuckle, "I think they will have it in them. Greatness should be in their claws." Thornfur smiled to his mate as she continued on; he was glad to see her so excited for the litter.

"If they are even a fraction of what I hope of them," the large tom froze realizing he was talking out loud. His nervousness kinda setting in again. Too late to stop and they were being so open with each other anyways. Why would the nerves hit now? He let out a heavy sigh, "I would be so proud of them." His green eyes shown brightly with pride. Thrushpaw and Antpaw had already exceeded everything he could have hoped and they were just apprentices.

[Echo]

Birdhearts smile was never-ending. The kits will be perfect in every single way. And the two of them would love the kits unconditionally.

"I had an idea. If we have a son, our first son should be..." she trailed off, worried that Thornfur might get mad if she said it.

"Named..." her heartbeat picked up






"Owlkit" She said weakly.

[Icestorm]

Thornfur ears perked awaiting for his mates name suggestion. He found it odd that she had thought of a name for one of the kits already. With the last two litters he was pretty sure they were all named from looks, right? He was sure that was how they were done. but none the less, if she already had a name it had to be important...

...Owlkit...

Thornfure recoiled back a little bit. Owlkit? In shock the large warrior looked to the smaller queen, "but w-why?" He was at a complete loss with her suggestion. It made no sense to him, why? Why bring that name so causally make into their lives? He thought they had silently agreed to not say his name again. Wasn't that what they had done for so long? After their confrontation that was. He had never spoken his first son's name since that fight. That didn't mean he was absent from his mind though. The kit was always in his thoughts, right along with the what ifs and how he would be now. Owlkit would be a warrior now, strong, smart, and with his parents if it had not been for his own lack of strength in defending the clan, his family. He often wondered how big the kit would have grown. Or even if he would still look so much like his mother. Thornfur felt his chest feel heavy, as though he had fallen from the highest branches. "Birdheart I can't agree with that. It's too," he looked away struggling with his frustration.

[Echo]

Birdheart wished she had waited. She thought that because they were in such a good mood at the moment he would be happier. Now she wished she had waited until the kits were born so he could see their faces and understand why she wanted this.
"but..." she meowed in almost a whisper, swallowing hard.
"I thought it was very kind and a good idea when Poppyshine named one of Icestorms kits after her. It made me think we could do the same, have Owlkit in our hearts in a physical form. I just..." Oh she had started it now. She should have shut up as soon as she knew he was mad about it.

[Icestorm]

Thornfur felt himself wanting to leave. To back away and just climb a tree to think. His emotions were running high now as the memory of Owlkit rushed him all over again. The smiling tom running around in the clearing. He should have received his apprentice name. He was so close to it, 6 moons in fact. "That... That's different Birdheart." The large tabby shook his head, trying to push the image of Owlkit out, "Owlkit is Owlkit you can't just put his name on another kit. I don't need another kit to replace my love for him. He... He will hold his own place in my heart. I can't just replace him like that." 

[Echo]

Birdheart looked away fast as if she'd been slapped by his words. The two of them were so alike yet so different. And this was one huge difference.
Birdheart - likes keeping cats in memory physically
Thornfur - likes keeping cats in memory mentally

Hurt welled in her chest. Birdheart was a strong girl, she wasn't one to run away from things. but now wasn't the time to be brave, not in her mind at least. She promptly stood up, shook off any reminiscence of her mate, and started to walk away. Walk - not run. She would never run from her mate. They would have to make up at some point, anyway, they had kits coming. So she walked away from her angered mate because as a hormonal pregnant cat she did not want to handle this right now right here.