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Originally Posted by Spirit

Moondancer tilted his head as she peered at Ocelotpath. She had honestly hoped he would've said something else, but she kept those thoughts to herself.
"Of cause I'll keep being your friend! And hey, I'm goofy too! That's a good thing to have.. It would be so boring if we'd be some of those grumpy cats.." She said, tilting her head lightly. She wanted to admit her feelings so badly, but what Ocelotpath had just said made her hold it back a little. Did he only feel like she were his friend? Had her suspicions been wrong about the feelings being mutal? For a moment, she were scared. Still slightly traumatized from her former mate's sudden leave and her daughter's death, she were still scared to take on a mate even though the loner had left her more than twenty moons ago. She were terribly scared that whoever she took as mate would leave her at once when something seemed to be off. And ever more terrified that if she ever got kits again, they would die before warrior age. She had seen her experience as a curse on her, even though it had only happened once before. She knew it was probably not going to happen again, and yet she were still halfly worried to death.
Tilting her head, she peered at the tom in front of her, partly hoping he had just a little bit more to say.

The tom looked a little embarassed. Her words sent a thrill through him, of course-- and he wished he could tell her-- but the fact that she seemed to just want to be friends was discouraging him. He couldn't give up, he knew that. He had to push through this. He was going to tell her. And he was going to tell her now, because he knew that she would not reject him. The emotions that were swirling in the pit of Ocelotpath's stomach and giving him chills all up and down his spine were now prickling at his chest too, making his heart hurt. He felt like he could do anything-- with her, of course. "Y-yeah, it would, heh..." Ocelotpath chuckled uncertainly before falling silent. Now. It had to be now.
　
And it had to be quickly, because he knew that some cats would snap her up for power-- and although she wasn't stupid, on the contrary she was one of the most intelligent cats he had ever met, sometimes bad things happened... if she wasn't given the attention and care that she deserved. "There's something else you should know. But-- but I don't want it to change the way things are, okay?" He mewed. Ocelotpath wasn't a necessarily brave cat. In fact, this was one of the bravest things he had ever done.
　
This was one of the most terrifying things he had ever done. And he was worried that something bad was going to happen, that the world was going to crash and burn, and that the territory would be taken up in flames. All because of three words; three words that were almost impossible to say. He tried once, unable to get them out, and a pained expression crossed his features followed by one of confusion. A second time he tried and failed, and then sighed. "Moondancer..." He looked her directly in the eye, so she would know that he was telling the truth.
　
"...I love you."