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Originally Posted by Lilly
While an emotional storm roared on within Shrikecall's mind, unbeknownst to Heathertail, the she-cat simply smiled and looked towards the camp entrance. A familiar tingling ran from her ears to tail tip and she realized that she was genuinely happy and excited to be out and about today. The days and moments not spent with the WindClan deptuty were rather slow and boring, and when she finally did get to see him, oh StarClan. She felt her heart race at every sight of him, and her ears were constantly overheated and cheats aflame with chagrin. He made her feel young again, like she could run forever and keep going, and never quite loose energy. She often wondered if he gave her the same thought, although she once again dismissed the thought. He's much too busy she thought firmly, that making more sense to her in her brain.
"How about this time we check the RiverClan border? Make sure there's no badgers there to mess with." A light tone overtook the words she spoke, and a playful gleam appeared in her eyes. Despite her senior warrior status, Heathertail had an adventurous side to her, of which Shrikecall must be catching onto by now. She sincerely hoped that they didn't run into any large predators for the sole purpose of keeping WindClan safe and secure, but knew that she would rather have Shrikecall by her side to face anything in life - danger or otherwise. |
There had been many times when Shrikecall had wished he could read minds. Who wouldn't want to? You could tell what anyone was thinking, and you could pretty much control things since you would be able to change according to their thoughts. Plus, in battle? Most cats went through what they were going to do in their heads. It was certainly be a useful skill to have. And yet, no matter how many times Shrikecall had wanted it for battle, or just to be able to maintain control, he had never wanted that more then right now. What was she thinking? Curiosity was not a common emotion with the Deputy, but at the moment? He was more curious then he had been in a long time. He was used to being able to control his own feelings, at least.
But right now? It seemed as though they had taken ahold of him, which wasn't a nice feeling at all. This was why he hadn't wanted to make friends in the first place. And yet-- he was comfortable at the same time. She seemed to bring out a more gentle side of the normally cold, unfriendly tom. "RiverClan border it is," He mewed. The Deputy didn't really purr...but he began to, just glad to be around her. To be honest, she was probably one of his best friends. So the fact that he was getting to spend another day with the brown feline honestly made him happy. And, while he was definitely contented; happy wasn't exactly a word that he'd been using to describe himself. But with Heathertail? He was happy.