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Originally Posted by Suspiciousmindz
Jaguarclaw was happy to hear a purr rumble from deep inside her throat. It was a rare thing for him to hear. He couldn't remember the last time he had heard it expect when he was stuck in the mud. Oh how their first day meeting went. That day seemed to have drifted away in the back of his mind, however he knew how precious it was. There was nothing better than keeping a friend that had seen you in your lowest. That brought back the apprentice he killed. He still felt awful about that, but he had learned how to cope. There was nothing Jaguarclaw could do to change that, he could only learn to continue living knowing that he had ended another cats life -- a younger cat at that. It may have been by accident, but he could still picture the surprise and angry that raced across the apprentice's eyes before he died. A shutter was sent down his spine, but he focused his attention elsewhere as if it didn't happen. He wanted Marbledface to assume it was just a chill he got and not a deep dark thought coming back to haunt him. His tongue continued to rasp over her shoulder before he shifted towards the back of her neck. He was enjoying himself too. Her soft licks were comforting in a way he only understood. Just the thought of having a well-managed pelt again sounded amazing. He couldn't wait. Shadowclan needed a decent looking gentleman around and he had always vowed to be that gentleman no matter who stood in the way. He'd never raise a paw against a clan-mate and he hoped the clan knew that well. Jaguarclaw let his olive hues shut a bit. He too allowed a soft purr to leave his body. It wasn't uncommon for him however, though this purr was purely out of his happiness. |
Though Marbledface felt as though she could live in this moment for the rest of her life, she reluctantly pulled away with a yawn. "I think we should catch some sleep." She said through a yawn. Her eyelids drooped with drowsiness. she felt comforted and ready to curl into a ball and sleep for awhile. Though the mottled cat didn't want to sleep too long, she wanted to get back out and catch some prey for her clan. Her duty as a warrior was one of the most important responsibilities in her life. She'd neglected it as of late, trying to repair some long term damage but she felt as though she needed to make up for the lost time. Her body gently curled into the edges of her nest, it was nice and spacious since Jaguarclaw had helped bring a lot of moss back as well. Her purr died down and she closed her eyes, her maw gently tilted in a smile of content. "Sweet dreams." She whispered to him, curling her tail tightly around herself. It was the hug to sleep she'd always known for herself. An eye peeked open and she looked over at the tom, wondering if he would ever share her feelings or if he already did. She imagined what it would be like curling up against his fur for a quick moment before quickly recoiling from the thought and pushing it out of her mind. She didn't want to let herself think of things like that because she was still too new back, and frankly she'd had enough heartbreak in her life and if he just saw her as a friend she didn't want to be in pieces again.