[SuspiciousMindz]

Originally Posted by AbsurdJinx

Blazingstar's quiet murmur was enough to fuel Fawnskip's confidence. Now, she knew she had his interest, and that was enough to make her as happy as she could possibly be. And then... it hit her. I'm flirting with the leader, she thought, an invisible ounce of fear striking her. Oh StarClan! When I drop him - can he exile me? No, no - he can't, can he? I love WindClan - Oh, he just can't! But the ginger tomcat seemed to be enjoying himself at the moment, and based off his comment, she figured he'd be around for a while. I'll have time to work things out then. Fawnskip could be a planner, a thinker. When she was alone, her thoughts were focused on her current flirting flings. She'd try to find a solution to just about everything that could go wrong; for example, what would she do if a tomcat she was currently flirting with found interest in another molly? See, she hated it when she had toms wrapped around her paw, but then they saw `the one`, and she was long forgotten.

One of her largest fears was being forgotten. Her fear drove her to be as charismatic, as outgoing, as noticeable as possible. FawnSkip swore she would leave her mark on the Clans - in a positive way, of course. And so, she flirted like no she-cat has flirted before. She planned to implant her picture into the minds of so many toms - and perhaps, the she-cats' minds, the she-cats who despised her for stealing their beau. How does she deal with the hatred, you ask? She doesn't think about it - she bottles all the hatred, tightens the cover as tight as possible, and throws it away. However, the hatred is still linked to Fawnskip, and she knows it. She tries her hardest to avoid it, and so far, it's been working.

``Oh, don't worry about other toms,`` Fawnskip laughed teasingly. She threw her head to the side, closing her eyes as she laughed softly. Seeing that he offered her some satisfaction, she decided she'd be generous and let him feel the same warm feeling. ``Besides, right now... My eyes are only on you.`` As she spoke, she rest her warm gaze on Blazingstar. Her golden hues displayed many emotions; a few of which were cheer and interest. She was leaning forward she was so engulfed in their flirting session. ``You are one lucky tom,`` She stated, referencing to how special he was to have her attention. She could be off somewhere, flirting with a different tomcat.

Blazingstar liked Fawnskip's answer. Immediately he felt fuzzy inside, but refused to show it. He loved feeling special, however, he thought about toying with her a little bit. He wanted this feline to keep coming back, but he wasn't sure how to do that besides bringing up Galespring. Perhaps he could make it out like she wasn't the only cat that was around. Although hadn't he already said something about it before? He wasn't even sure anymore, this whole conversation had become a blur, something that most cats didn't seem to enough talent to do. He could remember the parts he wanted to remember, the ones that caught his attention most, the ones that made Fawnskip stand out above everyone else.

Realizing that he let a silence draw between them, Blazingstar opened his mouth, giving his thoughts one more once over. "Well I'll only believe that if you continue making me feel that way. Who knows, maybe another she-cat will come along and steal that spot?" he raised a brow, his golden gaze obviously teasing. It was obvious enough that there was no other she-cat that managed to drive him to this state. "What will you do then?" he inquired, clearly curious on her answer. If he was that special, surely she'd prove that to him in other ways than this? He couldn't imagine what she'd do. Blazingstar's golden hues continued to read her body language, continued to run over her pelt and meet her gaze. For some reason, he couldn't help himself.
[kinda short]