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Originally Posted by Empress Of Evil
Stormstrike quickly ran faster as he saw his best friend gaining speed. He couldn't let her catch up! His pride would be ruined. Well, not really. Pride didn't matter much to Stormstrike. There were many things in the world that Stormstrike cared more about. Like Snowsong.
"Me!" Stormstrike yowled back, playful defiance in his voice.
Suddenly, the tom was knocked to the ground. At first, he was rather alarmed. But that quickly went away as he noticed the white fur of Snowsong. Smiling in relief, the grey tom laughed as he tumbled down a
rather steep hill. They finally landed and before the siamese could move,
Stormstrike pinned her down, a look of triumph on his maw. Finally,
he was the one pinning her down. Not the other way around. |
Snowsong let out a loud laugh, giggling as she found herself on her back, Stormstrike on top of her. Brief surprise flickered through her eyes, a playful grin twitching at her lips as she smiled up at him. "Well, looks like you've finally pinned me, huh?" she purred.
She didnt know why she did what she did next. Maybe it was something in the Tom's gaze, maybe it was the warm feeling in her chest intensifying, but she found herself reaching up, putting one paw on the side of the Tom's face, and rasping her tongue over Stormstrike's cheek ever so gently before pulling back. Her fur heated up, but she didnt care, merely giving Stormstrike a coy smile.