Chasing Fireflies {Cheshire}

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_{This is a warning to the people
The good and the evil
This is war}

_Meadowstream

<sub>The soft light of the early morning sky light up the moors. In a hollow, sheltered from the elements a brown and white tabby padded out from a gorse bush and stretched in the light. She gingerly stretched each leg at a time, before padding over to a well stocked pile of fresh-kill. Though she was hungry, she felt that she couldn't eat a whole rabbit by herself just yet, so she turned away and padded to the camp entrance.

Just outside the entrance she could make out the shape of the gaurd, she sighed and sat down and began grooming her sleek pelt. She wondered who had been assigned to the border patrol that morning, and found herself to have the usual urge to lead it especially along the RiverClan border. You could never trust those fish-eaters, you give them a mousewhisker and they take a foxlength.

After she was groomed to her normal perfection, she stood glancing around camp wondering who was awake yet. She was just begining to hear the mewling of kits in the nursery, and queens voice attempting to soothe them back to sleep. In the elder's den, she heard a bought of coughing and cringed inwardly. The apprentices den was filled with soft snores, and the warriors den was just begining to rustle.</sub>

_{NOTES
Words: 219
Muse: I had a sudden stroke of brilliance
Credits: This is War by 30 seconds to mars, Everything else, to Avi}

[cheskat5]

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_Meadowstream

<sub>The tabby turned her head at the approach of one of her clanmates. She narrowed her eyes as Sandbreeze approached her, of all the tom's in the clan he was one of the few who didn't outwardly assume that she was interested. She often wondered if he thought that he was to good for her. She shook away the thought and fixed her narrow eyes on him and the rabbit he offered.

"And why would I share a rabbit with you? What do you really want from me, Sandbreeze?" The she-cat asked haughtily, and resumed her grooming. Her tail twitched irritably, how come he always seemed so dumbfounded by her. Why couldn't he just be like any other tom.

She glance up and around the camp, desperately wanting someone to save her from this blubbering mousebrain,before he found another way to ruffle her fur.</sub>

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #343434; padding:20px; border-top: 10px #EDE4AF solid; border-bottom: 10px #EDE4AF solid;] repair your broken wings ( WORDS ) 174 words ( TAGGED ) Meadowstream ( STATUS ) COMPLETE Sandbreeze blinked in astonishment. He could take a hint; it wasn't absolutely necessary fro him to be outright insulted. Sandbreeze took a deep breath. He didn't need to give up just yet. "I just wanted to have a pleasant meal with someone before I started my day." Sandbreeze smiled a little. At least his offended self looked past her beauty and spoke right. He was finally getting used to her. But what about her? He thought in slight dismay. Will she warm up to me? Sandbreeze helped hismefl to the rabbit. If she wasn't going to eat it, he wasn't going to let it go to waste. It was rude and disrespectful to defile prey, not to mention that it went against the code, and someone's hard work resulted in this delicious rabbit. The meat was juicy and tender, just the way he liked it. He looked up at Meadowstream. If she wasn't going to start a decent conversation with him, he'd start one with her. "So how has your day been so far?" sandbreeze is ticked now haha! you should insult him again and again so he'll blow up in her face.

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Meadowstream glared at Sandbreeze as he began eating the rabbit and snorted. "My day? It would have been alot better if I didn't have you denying that you don't want something from me and bothering me." Twitching her tail she turned her back to him and bent to chew on her tail, attempting to groom it into perfection.

Meadowstream sighed and stood up, shaking her self gently. Delicately she padded back to the fresh-kill pile and chose a rabbit for herself, and padded over directly in front of Sandbreeze and began eating it, growling all the while.

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[atrb=background,http://img268.imageshack.us/img268/2921/sandbreezemid.png] Sandbreeze took another deep breath. He didn’t coem here to be insulted, but maybe she would just stop if he ignored her. That’s how it usually worked. And if she didn’t, then sucks for her. Meadowstream was on a one-way ticket down the highway to hell. If she didn’t slow down and shut up, she was gonna get one fluffed up tom. Sandbreeze tried his best to ignore her growls as she began eating. ”So, what do you think of the rabbit? I think its delicious. My compliments to the hunter.” Sandbreeze took another bite and chewed it slowly, sneaking a glimpse at Meadowstream as she devoured the bunny. Her beautiful pelt shone in the sunlight, and he coudln’t ignore her glorious green eyes. He couldn’t deny the fact that he wanted her and that he wanted her bad. It would be an outright lie to say that. He didn’t care if she was one of the nastiest she-cats in the clan; he knew that she could be a kind cat. He just needed to find out how to get her to warm up to him. this post is ### words long. it is written for names of cats. i got my muse from Highway to Hell by AcDc. p.s. which table do you like better? this table was made by Cheshire and roleplayed by Cheshire.

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Meadowstream delicately chomped the bones of the rabbit, feeling it's life energy flowing into her. She glared up at Sandbreeze and growled, "It's fantastic." New tatic. Maybe if she barely responded he'd leave her alone, otherwise this tom may loose an ear, or his tounge. Whichever Meadowstream could rip out first.

Meadowstream wasn't really cruel, just unfriendly. She got on with her apprentice Saffronpaw okay, and she was generally friendly to the other she-cats... the toms however were another story. They always wanted to say that they were mates with her for their bragging rights, and it disgusted her.

((I like the second one... I may request one xD))

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[atrb=background,http://img268.imageshack.us/img268/2921/sandbreezemid.png] Sandbreeze sighed. She was really beginning to frustrate him. Why did she have to be so difficult? Did she dislike him that much? The tabby tom suddenly couldn't take it any longer. He didn't love this she-cat; it was just a blossoming crush. Why was she being so pig-headed? It was so frustrating, so emptying. He'd been trying to convince himself the love was there, just deep down. Why couldn't he accept that the love didn't exist? Sandbreeze turned away from her. She couldn't see the hurt in his eyes. However, he couldn't help but wondering, was she hurting too? He had to ask. "Um, Meadowstream? Is everything o-okay?" He looked up at her, still averting his gaze. "I know you're a nice cat, but I can't ignore it. Why are you being so spiteful? I'm trying to get to know you better, because, well..." It was the moment of truth. He'd seen it before, played otu in his head, and he had an eerie feeling it wouldn't turn out the same way. "I kind of, well, like you, and not as a friend." He looked into her eyes, her enchanting green eyes. "More than that, and its not because you're beautiful. If I was blind, it wouldn't make a difference. You're capitavating, a spectacle to behold, a symphony of the senses, and it's not because of your appearance." Sandbreeze stood up and nudged the rabbit towards Meadowstream. He looked down at the ground, his orange eyes peering at some speck by his paws. "If you want me to leave, just let me know. I wouldn't want to bother you anymore than I already have." The cream tabby tom began walking away, even if it was dreadfully slow. He trudged towards the camp gate at the speed of a nonchalant snail. He wasn't upset. If Meadowstream didn't want anything to do with him, he couldn't get her to like him. Why waste his time trying? He was mortified with himself at the fact that he had told her. He told her everything, and as far as he knew, she'd probably never talk to him again. this post is 353 words long. it is written for Meadowstream. i got my muse from It Will Rain by Bruno Mars. p.s. leave it to me to totally forget about this... this table was made by Cheshire and role-played by Cheshire.

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meadowstream

The brown and white tabby she-cat looked up at Sandbreeze literally reeling. He likes me for more than a friend... She absolutely didn't know what to say and that was a life changing moment for the snarky she-cat. Finally after several heartbeats she spoke, "Sandbreeze.. wait."

She watched his retreating form warily hoping that he would stop. She wasn't sure why she didn't want him to stomp away, but vaguely somewhere in the back of her mind a feeling stirred, one that she hadn't felt in seasons. It was strange that she cared, but it was also something that she vaguely enjoyed.

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