[AbsurdJinx]

Originally Posted by Lonestar23

"You like it here, huh?" The tom's smile faded as he looked around at the area. This place was full of memories of her. Even her name surrounded him in the warmer moons, and there were faint reminders of it here and now. Heatherpaw. Or Heatherbreeze, if he wanted to think about their early warrior moons. There were a lot of reminders of her. Like he'd thought before, Fawnskip reminded him somewhat of Heatherpaw. Except where Fawnskip was a leader, Heatherpaw had been a partner-type cat. Two leaders, and Obsidiansky - then Obsidianpaw - had worked alongside her. Where Fawnskip was fun and flirty, Heatherpaw had been more of a risk-taker, bluntly saying her feelings. It was through her - not him - that they had almost become mates. Because it was a big leap. Heatherbreeze, at the time, had told him it would be worth taking a risk for.

But he had waited, and now they would never be mates. Fawnskip's words drew him out of his current daydream and he half-smirked at her. "Alright, alright, you caught me." He felt a little foolish, realizing that yes, indeed she wouldn't know where to go. It wasn't far - perhaps half a mile or so, but it would be a fairly short run. Obsidiansky had often walked there with Heatherpaw, or raced her - the nostalgia of that was almost overwhelming. "Ready? Onnne.... twooo..." He drew out the words carefully, getting into a running position. His paws pressed against the earth, getting ready to spring foward when he spoke the last two words. "Threego!" They were blended together as he shot foward, not looking back to see if Fawnskip was following.

It was the type of thing he might have done to Heatherpaw when they were younger, but now it was how he treated anyone he wanted to be a friend. Anyone at all who he thought might be fun to hang around. The tom darted across the earth, running as quickly as he could towards the spot he knew would be absolutely beautiful in just a few minutes. In just a few minutes; Fawnskip would thank him for bringing her there, he knew it. And he would be glad he had done so.

Fawnskip did like the area. The lone tree stood apart from the bland moor, popping out like a rabbit among foxes. She liked things that were different, that did not blend in with everything else. She thrived to be unique, but it was quite difficult to do so when she had to adjust her personality to please her targets. She found that with Obsidiansky, there wasn't too much she had to change. She could still be the fun-loving feline she genuinely is, but she cannot freely flirt like she enjoys seeing how it makes him uncomfortable. Yet Fawnskip is looking to change that... perhaps when they reach their next destination. Right now, she doesn't have the patience she normally does to string Obsidiansky along. She wants to jump straight to the chase, and well, she's willing to cry for it, to wail to the heavens about lies such as how the world betrayed her. Maybe if she could get the dark-pelted tom's deepest sympathies...


She was distracted by her thoughts when Obsidiansky broke into a run, but quickly was brought back to reality when he took off in a blur. Fawnskip took a moment to register her shock, but then she was after him as well. ``Cheater!`` she called ahead in a playfully accusing tone. She was about a couple fox-lengths behind him, her strides lengthy and swift in an attempt to at least catch up to him. However, she stumbled slightly, causing her to slow and fall behind by a fox-length or so more. Fawnskip still gave it her all trying to make this a challenge, but she was very much aware of the fact that she would not be gaining another victory. When the two of them came to a halt, though, she certainly would not let him go on believing he'd won fair and square. No, she'd playfully deny and deny and, well, deny.