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hallelujah

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my heart is a ghost town (pup) Mar 21, 2016 2:48:26 GMT

Post by hallelujah on Mar 21, 2016 2:48:26 GMT

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do you hear the lion roar?

[attr="class","itdscroll"]Falconstar crouched in the entrance of his den, eyes half-mast. He had dreamed of Applestar last night. Nothing Starclan-sent, he knew, because she hadn't spoken to him or sworn she didn't blame him. Instead, his beloved friend and former leader had stood silent and foreboding above him, moonlight blazing silver and sharp from behind her. Her silhouette cut into his memory like claw mark scars and Falconstar squinted his eyes shut, as though to shield himself, like a kit might duck behind moss to hide from monsters, the kind that stalk dreams only. Some days, the tall leader thought he was past her death. Some days, Falconstar thought the image of her fragile body splayed in the medicine cat's den, deathberries spewing from her mouth, would ease from his mind and cease to remind him of his past failures. Letting Applestar down, allowing her to somehow believe that her own death was the only way to save Thunderclan was Falconstar's greatest failure. Applestar could swear otherwise a thousand times. No matter her words now, Falconstar was lying here in his den's entrance, heart hanging heavy beneath his weary head.

Pawsteps woke him from his dark slumber. Falconstar drew from the recesses of his mind and glanced up, wondering which clan mate was passing by him now. One of the apprentices, it appeared, and Falconstar summoned a soft purr for their benefit, before letting his head drop onto his paws. Starclan above, I am tired. Falconstar swished his tail behind him, thinking perhaps it was time for some sleep. He had only gotten enough last night to dream of Applestar, before springing from his nest as though possessed, to guard the camp instead. Last night, he had been unable to sleep at all, endless wells of energy serving to drive him around the territory, hunting when he should have slept. Now, he dozed, sunshine rolling in leafy sheets through his filmy eyelids, torturing him with bright stabs of light. Falconstar blinked his eyes open again and huffed, loud enough to spit dust out from beneath his paws. Someone else was approaching him now. He squinted. Pumpkinpatch was the clan mate nearest to him. Falconstar pushed himself up onto his paws and raised his voice, "Pumpkinpatch! My friend," he gestured with his tail tip, indicating that the other tom should join him. "How does a hunt sound?"

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♔ ferocious werepup

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my heart is a ghost town (pup) Mar 21, 2016 16:10:01 GMT

Post by ♔ ferocious werepup on Mar 21, 2016 16:10:01 GMT

embers ★

the coals are beginning to glow

when it's all said and done, we'll shine like the sun

ah, another beautiful morning! pumpkinpatch trotted out of the warrior's den, as radiant as the sun that shone down on his fur. he smiled and greeted each warrior he happened to come across as he made his way toward the fresh kill pile. seldom one to be withdrawn or brooding, today was no different for the young tortoiseshell tom. normally he would have sought out a friend to share with, but his stomach was rumbling and so he grabbed a small mouse and tore into it, tucking it away in several hungry bites.

once his hunger had been sated, he began to turn over in his mind the potential the day held. he was entertaining a hunt, perhaps with silverantler and morningfrost, or going to check on peachpaw, when he noticed falconstar laying out somewhat listlessly in the mouth of his den. pumpkinpatch's eyes brightened as he hurried in his leader's direction.

before even a greeting could spring forth from his maw, falconstar was acknowledging him. suddenly there was less air in the camp, it seemed, and when those dark green eyes were turned on him, his heart skipped a beat. "pumpkinpatch! my friend," the younger tom smiled brightly. he hoped he didn't look like a complete idiot. goodness, had he even groomed himself this morning? he was probably all disheveled. and here was falconstar, as handsome as ever. he could have groaned, but then his leader might have thought it was directed towards him.

"falconstar," the warrior greeted enthusiastically, trying not to choke. he turned his head and tried to lick down a tuft of fur on his shoulder. why hadn't he washed himself? why? "a hunt? just the two of...? sure! i'd love to. i mean, it sounds wonderful," he purred, trying to hide his surprise and excitement. even if others would be accompanying them, he wouldn't have minded- just to spend time at falconstar's side was a joy and an honor. but a hunt, alone, with his leader? he'd have given up eating for a week for such an occasion.

he suddenly remembered how listless falconstar had looked (not any less handsome, of course, that was impossible) and eyed the tabby again. "ah, so long as you're feeling up to it, falconstar," pumpkinpatch murmured, a hint of concern in his gaze. "i couldn't help but noticing that you do look a bit tired." he hoped that his assessment wouldn't offend the older tom. verbally tripping over himself, he ammended, "not that i'm questioning you! i'm sure you're more than capable of fighting off a clan of foxes, even without a good night's sleep."

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NOTES: sorry it's not greaaaat, i've been posting with him so much i'm running out of new material!! haha but aww this is gonna be cute

hallelujah

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my heart is a ghost town (pup) Mar 22, 2016 5:46:14 GMT

Post by hallelujah on Mar 22, 2016 5:46:14 GMT

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do you hear the lion roar?

[attr="class","itdscroll"]Pumpkinpatch was on the scruffy side this morning and Falconstar purred indulgently, ears pricking slowly as his clan mate greeted him with the kind of sincere enthusiasm that Falconstar envied right now. He admonished himself mentally. Dumping his melancholy on Pumpkinpatch was hardly fair. The other tom's excitement warmed him, despite the clingy depths of his sadness, and Falconstar tried to blink away his earlier mood, holding onto Pumpkinpatch's brightness like a life line. ~~"a hunt? just the two of...? sure! i'd love to. i mean, it sounds wonderful,"~~ Pumpkinpatch said, and Falconstar nodded, pleased despite himself, to see his fellow clan mate so eager to serve Thunderclan alongside him. "Just the two of us," he confirmed with a decisive wave of his tail. Falconstar looked forward to the chance to learn more about the other tom, one with whom Falconstar hadn't spent that much time with before now. He nodded to himself, digging claws into this momentum. The only way to move past Applestar was forward.

Pumpkinpatch noted, with surprising observance, that Falconstar had not been looking his best moments prior. Falconstar cleared his throat, readying to defend himself with wry humor, perhaps a joke about old mice, but not before Pumpkinpatch scrambled to make up for any perceived insults. ~~"not that i'm questioning you! i'm sure you're more than capable of fighting off a clan of foxes, even without a good night's sleep."~~ Falconstar purred in amusement, chuckling, patting the other tom gently on the shoulder with the tip of his tail as he swept past him, long legs swallowing up the ground on his way out of the camp. Pumpkinpatch's words were exactly what he needed to hear. Thunderclan relied on him to give one hundred percent of himself all the time. He could not afford to lie around and waste hours of the day thinking about the past. Applestar would certainly agree with that.

The tall leader gestured for Pumpkinpatch to follow him out, meowing over his shoulder, "I appreciate your faith in me! But rest assured, my friend, I am quite well." As well as my demons will allow me to be. He slowed slightly, reminding himself as always that his clan mates sometimes had a hard time keeping up with him, taking the time to add, with that wry self-deprecating humor he had been thinking of earlier, "I have nine lives, after all! Eight for all the foxes in the forest, and one to spare for all of Thunderclan's worries and cares." Falconstar gladly carried them, no matter his own personal woes. That's why you're here, he reminded himself and turned deep-set eyes on Pumpkinpatch. "But your concern is heartening. I am relieved to know that my clan looks after me, as I try to look after all of you."

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Last Edit: Mar 22, 2016 5:46:32 GMT by hallelujah

♔ ferocious werepup

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(灬♥ω♥灬)

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my heart is a ghost town (pup) Mar 28, 2016 1:40:37 GMT

Post by ♔ ferocious werepup on Mar 28, 2016 1:40:37 GMT

embers ★

the coals are beginning to glow

when it's all said and done, we'll shine like the sun

pumpkinpatch tried not to stare at falconstar, but also made an effort not to stare at his paws, either. "just the two of us," said the older tom, making the tortoiseshell's heart pound even more unevenly. of course, falconstar was a friendly cat, never one to put himself above others and act unwilling to socialize. still, it felt like an immense privilege to hunt in companionship with his leader. wait until i tell silverantler! the small tom cat practically glowed with pride. his friend was going to be so jealous. they both looked up to the handsome tom, but of course, who wouldn't?

when his leader moved past him, tail tip just brushing him, pumpkinpatch hurried to follow. he allowed the older tom to reassure him of his health, pushing away his worries for his leader. he chuckled appreciatively at falconstar's humor, but mewed, "as much as we all welcome your willing protection," his tone held warmth, "i'm sure i'm not the only one who would feel lost without you leading thunderclan." he glanced quickly away, feeling embarrassed.

luckily, it seemed that the cat who held so much of his admiration and affection was completely oblivious to it. he carried on in his... downright regal way, completely unruffled by pumpkinpatch's clumsily structured words and the way his big orange eyes got particularly shiny when they turned to look at the big tabby tom. it was both a relief and a disappointment, but he knew better than to expect anything. it was just nice to be in falconstar's company.

he cleared his throat and meowed, "so, ah, where would you like to begin the hunt, falconstar?"

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NOTES: =^_^= he's so sprung

hallelujah

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"I exist, I exist, I exist."

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my heart is a ghost town (pup) Apr 19, 2016 22:10:52 GMT

Post by hallelujah on Apr 19, 2016 22:10:52 GMT

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do you hear the lion roar?

[attr="class","itdscroll"]~~"as much as we all welcome your willing protection, i'm sure i'm not the only one who would feel lost without you leading thunderclan."~~ Pumpkinpatch's words fell so close to Falconstar's thoughts of his own loss that the tom turned his head to look at his companion in surprise, dark green eyes flaring with memories pale. Pumpkinpatch ducked his head and their gazes did not meet, leaving Falconstar to inhale and exhale the pain away. Applestar's loss was a fresh wound in his chest every sunrise and sunfall. He blinked the memories away, the faded snapshots of his friend and inspiration slipping into blurry bits of moss and root as the two toms moved through the forest. Falconstar reminded himself, with some impatience, to focus on the present. "I have absolute faith that Hazelclaw could lead capably in my absence," Falconstar said with a chuckle, more to himself than Pumpkinpatch. Falconstar was not so literal-minded that he didn't know the true source of Pumpkinpatch's words, though he could not imagine the depths of the other tom's feeling. Every good and loyal clan cat felt affection for their leader, after all. Falconstar swished his long tail to and fro behind him, glancing down at the other tom speculatively.

"Why don't we strike out for the Great Sycamore?" He meowed, in response to Pumpkinpatch's question, deciding to address those particulars first. Then Falconstar took a step sideways in order to gently bump Pumpkinpatch's shoulder with his own, taking care not to nudge him too hard. Falconstar had knocked one too many friends over with his enthusiasm before, but now he made sure to lock eyes with Pumpkinpatch and say, with gentle sincerity, "Our loved ones are always with us! And I will always be with you, no matter what happens in this life." He lifted his chin to point with his nose at the wide blue sky, its sunny bowels colored with tree leaves. "We are never truly gone." His throat closed up, so Falconstar said nothing more, padding along in the weighted silence with his heart full in his chest. He had to believe that Applestar felt the same way.

When the swell of emotion had passed, Falconstar looked to Pumpkinpatch and added, "But I will endeavor to care for myself and try to sleep tonight, if it would set your mind at ease. I hope you will treat yourself with the same worthy regard and care, my friend." He met Pumpkinpatch's eyes to enforce his statement with a direct look, before humming warmly and loping forward a few steps, sunlight blazing gold upon his shoulders.

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Last Edit: Apr 19, 2016 22:11:44 GMT by hallelujah

♔ ferocious werepup

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my heart is a ghost town (pup) May 7, 2016 16:10:55 GMT

Post by ♔ ferocious werepup on May 7, 2016 16:10:55 GMT

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[attr="class","plyrics"]when it's all said and done
we'll shine like the sun

[attr="class","pbox"]oh starclan. how was he going to focus on hunting adequately with falconstar right. there. at his side? falconstar with his gorgeous eyes, the deepest green, making him catch his breath with every brush. how was he to concentrate? what if he made a fool of himself, bumbling over his own paws in stupidity? get yourself together. focus on the prey scents. yet his ear was drawn by his leader's pleasant voice, colored with absolute sincerity- "our loved ones are always with us! and i will always be with you, no matter what happens in this life." all he could rightly say to that was an embarrassed, "oh!" that remark, combined with the touch of shoulders, threw him for a good few moments. the small tortoiseshell warrior wished fervently for something so poetic to say as that, but he found his talent with words was far exceeded by falconstar's own. instead pumpkinpatch mewed with a reverent look in his eyes, "you're so wise, falconstar."

as they made their way through the thick growth of the forest, sprawling and full of life, he moved eagerly and without tire. "yes, do!" the warrior meowed firmly, a half-teasing reprimand there for his leader's insomnia. "it's important that you get your rest." here he was, walking alongside the greatest cat in thunderclan, and acting familiar with him. it was enough to strike pumpkinpatch dead. he hadn't dreamed that his day would be spent in such a way, but he couldn't imagine a better scenario if he tried. without hidden motive, the smaller tom offered brightly, "i could come by and check on you to make sure you're getting your rest." he chuckled. "i'm surprised blueberry doesn't spend half her day chasing you around, trying to get you to take it easy." and he was. he knew that if he were the clan's healer, he'd take any chance he got to chase his handsome leader about pestering him. what could be more fun?

the tall sycamore came into view at last and he couldn't help but burst ahead excitedly, though still light on his paws and careful to be quiet with his motions. at the wide base of the monstrous tree he dashed around and out of the tabby's sight, crouching down among the shady roots. there were several little black birds, some flitting about the branches of a nearby tree, while two of them hopped about on the ground. he surmised that they were also looking for their next meal. gaze bright as he tracked the small creature's movements, he leaped forward and batted at both of the little birds. both were disoriented by the tri-colored blur batting out with unsheathed claws, but the one to his right narrowly escaped his swipes.

still, he found himself with a relatively easy catch as he delivered a final bite to the delicate, spiny throat.

hallelujah

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"I exist, I exist, I exist."

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my heart is a ghost town (pup) Jun 23, 2016 20:56:27 GMT

Post by hallelujah on Jun 23, 2016 20:56:27 GMT

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do you hear the lion roar?

[attr="class","itdscroll"] Falconstar chuckled in response to Pumpkinpatch's fervent meow. The tom could only take so much praise and shrugged his shoulders, deciding to let that one go. Pumpkinpatch's next words were much easier to address without sounding full of himself. Falconstar was all about ebullience and high spirits, but he did not want to come across as airheaded or self-absorbed either. He was capable of accepting praise and moving on. ~~"it's important that you get your rest."~~ Falconstar nodded, considering this. Pumpkinpatch's offer to come check on Falconstar had the tom laughing all over again, brow lifting with some surprise as he considered this offer with all apparent seriousness. "Blueberry has enough on her mind without worrying about me," he promised. "She gets nine chances with me, but only one with everyone else." Falconstar winked at the other tom, adding, "Never fear! I am also quite robust! I am not afraid of sickness or ill health; perhaps they should fear me instead." The thought drew another laugh from him. So much for modesty! Now I sound pompous enough for a leader.

"But," the hefty-built tom said, having reflected back on Pumpkinpatch's offer with some appreciation for his clan mate's loyalty and compassion, "I would be honored to weather your concern, should it put your mind at ease, my friend." He bumped Pumpkinpatch's shoulder with his muzzle this time, to demonstrate his appreciation of the tom's kindness. And the offer had been made with such optimism! It always pleased Falconstar to see his clan mates acting with any measure of the enthusiasm that he tried to champion so much. Falconstar hung back to watch the other tom hunt, trailing with slow steps, ones that despite his size and height were absolutely silent against the forest floor. His quiet stalk allowed him the proximity to make his move once Pumpkinpatch had brought down one bird; Falconstar launched himself upwards to snag the second bird out of the air with his enormous paw. Slamming the bird back into the ground broke its neck and Falconstar landed with some grace, leaves spitting from beneath his paws. "Thank you, Starclan," he meowed with soft reverence, before meowing with humor, well aware the catch was caught in thanks to Pumpkinpatch's efforts, "and to Pumpkinpatch for aiding me in acquiring this bounty."

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