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Originally Posted by Suspiciousmindz
It had been a half moon since he was named deputy. Blazingstorm had been so busy with the new responsibilities and the fact that it seemed as though every cat in the clan wanted to talk to him now. He had meant almost nothing to them before it and it almost irritated him now that everyone was on his tail about something. At the same time, the ginger warrior was proud to have their loyalty and even the chance to be their deputy. On top of all this, Blazingstorm had taken it upon himself to help his best friend rear her kits. They were growing quickly and Blazingstorm enjoyed being around them, but they remained friends and he didn't allow the kits to refer to him as a father, just a fatherly figure.
He knew very well that he'd adjust as well as they would in time.
Speaking of cats, he hadn't seen a particular feline in a while. They last time they spoke, it had ended in a snow fight. The memory warmed his heart. Windclan still had a chance if cats could still find it in their hearts to joke around with him. It wasn't everyday a cat would. Blazingstorm had always been one to keep things light-hearted and innocent.... well mostly innocent.
As his paws led him across camp, a familiar pelt caught his attention and his fluffy tail rose with delight. Approaching the warrior, he didn't bother remaining silent. "Galespring!" he called, closing the distance between them, although a thought made his paw steps falter. His pace slowed slightly. Will she treat me different too? Oh how he hoped now, but he couldn't blame her if she did. She wouldn't be the first cat to. Don't think like that! We're friends, remember? he silently scolded himself, keeping his golden hues bright and warm.
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Life had been... quite busy for Galespring, ever since business began functioning as usual again in Windclan. She'd been focusing on her warrior duties as much as possible nowadays, and not a day passed by where she didn't think about life beforehand, before the second recorded dark era had struck. Riverclan has it's own new leader and deputy, she'd heard- and her own clan had appointed a deputy itself, with that cat being somebody who she definitely called a friend. Blazingstorm, a ginger cat who was so close to the code that his honor seemed like it would go on forever, just like the fire he was named after.
"We're friends, after all- and friends forgive each other, don't they?"
They hadn't talked much after that, and it wasn't really the same after their last meeting- everything just seemed more bland to her, as if it was just the same old thing, over and over again, a daily routine which sucked almost all the joy out of life. She was bored, so to say, and it was a drag to patrol every day, never doing anything... exciting, really. So when she saw her friend call out to her, it piqued her interest- less that he was the deputy, and more that it was a familiar face. "Hey- I never got to congratulate you on the position face-to-face, did I? Well, congrats, fur-brain." Galespring smiled, nudging the tom playfully.