[wickedvirtues]

@Constellation
((Wops the flood thing is still going on, I forgot XD))


Marigoldstream sat in the RiverClan clearing, sighing.She didn't like this, staying in this fishy-place. Literally fishy. The fresh-kill pile was stocked high with the water-dwelling creatures, a few mice or shrews scattered around. The golden-furred she-cat wasn't too hungry at the moment, so she didn't know why she was thinking so much about it. She had better things to think of. And then she immediately started daydreaming about love. Marigold was a hopeless romantic, she couldn't deny it. She loved thinking of love, and kits, and her perfect future mate. Just the smallest of signs made her think 'true love'. This usually backfired and left her heartbroken, but she just never seemed to learn to choose cats more wisely. Marigoldstream scanned the clearing, trying to make eye-contact (her go to 'sign') with a tom.


Marigoldstream's eyes met with the ones of a handsome toms, and her eyes glowed with excitement. She'd seen him around in ShadowClan, so she wasn't breaking the code, and he seemed...nice enough. Well, she hadn't really met him, but from his appearance. Was it weird to judge from that?
Not to Marigoldstream. She stood, trying to look casual, to her paws and walked towards the tom. What was his name? It started with a D, she remembered. Oh, right! "Hi!" She mewed, deciding not to say his name.
They hadn't really talked before, that'd be kind of odd. She'd need a reason why she'd just walked over and said hi, and she thought up a rapid, not too suspicious one quickly in her mind.