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Post by Angelpaw on Aug 6, 2007 12:28:03 GMT -5
"So you lived upto your name? Then I should live up to mine." With that he jumped from the tree and ran back to camp, preparing to cause some destruction and mayhem.
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Post by ~*Ravenfeather*~ on Aug 6, 2007 12:32:03 GMT -5
Brokenheart's eyes widened. "No!" She ran after Demonstorm. Because of her fast speed she caught up easily. The brown warrior leapt on him, tackling him and sending them both tumbling down an embankment into a shallow stream. Brokenheart and Demonstorm sprang apart and Brokenheart was sent tumbling into the water.
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Post by Angelpaw on Aug 6, 2007 12:44:18 GMT -5
Demonstorm snarled as he felt Brokenheart tackle him. When the weight lifted after their tumble he turned to face her. Noticing her dazed expression he took a tentative step forwards. "Brokenheart?"
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Post by ~*Ravenfeather*~ on Aug 6, 2007 12:47:14 GMT -5
"I'm okay" Brokenheart said slowly rolling onto her side and wincing. A sharp rock in the riverbed had cut her between her shoulders. "Try not to destroy camp when you get back. I'll be back soon, go on."
Brokenheart winced as pain shot through the deep cut between her shoulders. |
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Post by Angelpaw on Aug 6, 2007 13:25:34 GMT -5
"Uh-Uh," he said, "This is my fault." He stepped close to her and gently began licking between her shoulders where she seemed to have caught a rock.
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Post by ~*Ravenfeather*~ on Aug 6, 2007 13:52:30 GMT -5
"Oh it's just a scratch" Brokenheart meowed sitting up and crawling over to the bank and laying down. "I'll be okay in a second. Are you okay? It looks like you hit some bracken when we fell, it's clinging to your fur." |
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Post by Angelpaw on Aug 6, 2007 14:41:41 GMT -5
Demonstorm looked around and saw she was correct. He bent his head and pulled at it. He felt it tugging at his skin when he pulled but he carried on. As it slid free at least half a tail length was covered in blood.
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Post by ~*Ravenfeather*~ on Aug 6, 2007 15:05:29 GMT -5
Brokenheart frowned at the tom and got to her paws. Limping a bit she padded over to him and examined the cut. Gently Brokenheart cleaned the wound before sitting back on her hunches.
"You'll be fine I think, it's shallow. If you want some cobwebs I can go find some." |
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Post by Angelpaw on Aug 6, 2007 17:20:58 GMT -5
"Oh it's just a scratch" Demonstorm spoke, echoing Brokenhearts words back to her. " Do you forgive me yet?"
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Post by ~*Ravenfeather*~ on Aug 6, 2007 18:15:01 GMT -5
"For what?" Brokenheart asked in a perfectly innocent voice, looking at Demonstorm with a slightly confused expression. "You didn't do anything. Next time apologize AFTER you've done something wrong."
The brown tabby sat on the bank of the stream, curling her tail over her paws. "Honestly Demonstorm, I've never seen you make this kind of fuss over another clanmate, are you feeling alright?" |
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Post by Angelpaw on Aug 7, 2007 9:06:14 GMT -5
"I just..I'm...What does it matter?" Demonstorm said turning round and sitting with his back slightly towards Brokenheart. What was wrong with him? Even he didn't unbderstand what he was feeling. He was the tormentor, the one all cats in the clan where scared of. So, why did he care?
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Post by ~*Ravenfeather*~ on Aug 7, 2007 9:12:53 GMT -5
Brokenheart's green-eyed gaze softened. She padded over to Demonstorm and licked his ears, her soft fur brushing his dark pelt. "You're not as bad as everyone says. Well, I'm going to go back to camp before the 'demon' comes back." There was a hint of teasing in her eyes.
The beautiful she-cat got up and started walking toward camp slowly, limping a bit because of the stinging cut between her shoulders. She hoped Demonstorm would call her back. He was very much like her old mate, Tiger, misunderstood and mischevious because no one cared. Maybe she was getting over her mate. Could Demonstorm really be healing her broken heart? |
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Post by Angelpaw on Aug 7, 2007 9:19:15 GMT -5
Demonstorm hesitated for a moment then he called out, "Hey, what was that supposed to mean?" He ran to catch up with Brokenheart. "Well, maybe your not just anti-social. Talk?" He hoped she would take up the offer and allow him to figure her out, he just hoped to Starclan that she didn't ask about him.
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Post by ~*Ravenfeather*~ on Aug 7, 2007 9:24:51 GMT -5
Brokenheart looked over her shoulder at him in mid-step. "Hmm? You want me to talk? Well, there are some people that just don't like being around other cats all that much" Brokenheart said simply. "I get neverous and remember Tiger...."
The brown she-cat broke off suddenly and clamped her mouth shut. Her eyes widened in surprise at her own slip up. Grief misted her eyes and sat sat down where she stood, staring at the ground, very small tremors passing through the delicately built she-cat. She'd said his name. The name of he fallen mate, the only one that made her feel like she was worth anything....She hadn't spoken his name in moons..... |
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Post by Angelpaw on Aug 7, 2007 10:47:59 GMT -5
Demonstorm turned as she began to talk. He noticied the grief in her eyes and he stepped up to her, speaking softly. "Brokenheart?" He asked as he pressed his black fur up against her brown pelt.
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