[versailles]

Originally Posted by TawnyNeedsACoffee

LarkStorm moved his head slightly,causing to dodge somewhat, he then spoke in a disappointed tone."DawnPaw is a clever she, like I said tell her the name 'CreekTongue' she will come if she knows what's good for her...".he glared at TimberSpark slightly before his ears perked up hearing a farmillar voice."What are you two doing....?".A cream Molly appeared in front of the two tom's and she looked both concerned and confused, he spoke in a light tone."Well me and your friend here was just talking about CreekTongue and other things...".

DawnPaw decided to go out into the territory to clear her head,as she continued further into the territory she spotted two farmillar toms up ahead, as she approached she spoke in a cautious tone."What are you two doing....?".Hearing LarkStorms reply she felt her heart immeadiately sink and her eyes widen slightly, she stood there stunned for a second before she spoke in a quiet tone."...CreekTongue?....How did you-".Feeling TimberSpark's eyes on her she stopped talking, she glanced back at LarkStorm and studied him for a moment before he spoke in a low tone."...That was the only time I ever saw such fear on your face,sadly it wasn't the best situation so I couldn't...appreciate it..".DawnPaw suddenly realised what he was talking about and she muttered angrily."We will talk about this later... Timber-... Spark...We should probably get back...".Saying this in a slightly uncomfortable tone she gave TimberSpark a pleading look.

Timberspark was going to attempt to hit the tom again, but ears perked at the voice. He spun around, narrowing his eyes st Larkstorm. Creektongue? He heard the name earlier, but furrowed his brows seeing Dawnpaw look anxious at the mention of it. He opened his mouth, closing it after. Go? Leave? He wasn't finished with dirtypelt beside him. He was about to protest, but just decided to nod. "Yeah," He began, a dark look in his eyes as he looked back at Larkstorm. "I wouldn't want to interfere with Larkstorms future flirting and flings." He said.

Originally Posted by Lilyfur2

Spiritflight wandered slowly through the territory. He shook his pelt out, taking in the Green-leaf air. It seemed so fresh compared to the cold, sharp leaf-bare air from a few moons before. He shook his head, waving away memories, and focusing on the hunt. It had been quite a while since he had hunted on land. He purred, remembering the time his mentor had tried to reach him how to catch voles. He had- to be frank- failed miserably. He trudged on through the undergrowth, careful to not make any noise. A scent drifted up to him. Mouse. He thought immediately, holding his head in its direction. He crouched down, tail down, paws tense. Lucky I'm downwind...otherwise I would fail miserably. AGAIN. He thought, smiling. He crawled closer to the mouse. It was nibbling on a seed, unaware of his presence. Just a little closer...closer... He thought. He tensed his muscles. Then he jumped.

(There we go! Enough time for them to bump into each other!)
@Rosemew

Oakflame was carrying a plump mouse in his mouth, hearing his stomach growl slightly. The brown tabby perked at the scent of another mouse. More prey could never hurt. He shook his pelt, smiling as a cool breeze came by, a change from thr extremely hot weather. Putting the mouse down, he buried it under some dirt and leaves. Following the scent, he crouched down seeing the grey mouse. It was thinner than his previous catch, but it would do. Stalking forward, he leaped forward, groaning as he hit something hard, with a 'conk'. He stumbled back, feeling pain rush through his head, giving another groan. He looked up to see a cat, who ruined his catch! "You messed me up!" He began, squeezing his eyes shut. Opening them, he realized the feline was Spiritflight. And he only now noticed, he was a tad bit larger than his past mentor. "Spiritflight!" He meowed in Surprise.