three fundamental truths (snake/shiny) Jun 30, 2016 22:53:36 GMT via mobile
Post by aurum on Jun 30, 2016 22:53:36 GMT
[ ABSOLUTELY HATED ] WORKING WITH YOU, [ PERIL ]
❝lynxchaser could never pass up the opportunity to take more naps—and therefore, more tongue baths for himself—now that most of the clan was confined to the protective walls of shadowclan camp. it allowed more leisure time, which the silver tom didn’t exactly expect after receiving such dire news of cat-eating, territory-encroaching, chaos-inducing rogues or the tentantive alliance struck between windclan and them. of course, lynxchaser could just be blatantly ignoring the increase of patrols for securing borders and the stricter regulations of camp, but that couldn’t possible be it!
the smooth-pelted warrior blinked open bleary eyes. his slim form was languid, no sign of tension tugging at sinewy muscle underneath silky fur or alert gracing his features. it was a good day. but it would bd an even better day if i could just have some food, he mused. yes, that would be brilliant! that is, it was a brilliant idea were it not for the nagging reminder that.. oh right, the prey pile was running low, abd he was supposed to go with other cats in order to get out to hunt. “woe is me,” lynxchaser sighed.
mm, maybe tangledfoot could accompany him? it was an enticing thought, spending some time alone with the she-cat. though, it wasn’t exactly the most romantic of settings—cannibals tended to ruin any chances of romance ever happening. so who? lynxchaser swept the camp with one long gaze, his crystal-blue eyes wandering about for anyone he could convince to tag along with him. he couldn’t find any. drats. well, rosestar wouldn’t notice him gone, would she? devastatingly handsome as he was, lynxchaser could still sneak about without detection. it definitely made it easier for him to find his way to the burnt sycamore.
whilst he prowled its thick, winding roots, he came upon someone. doverain, to be exact. the she-cat had recently gone through a kitting, and lynxchaser was well aware of some queens badly needing to stretch their legs after an excursion like that. cheerfully, he approached. “my, doverain, you look positively glowing. post-birth is treating to you as well as it can, i see,” he purred sweetly. “where’s your escort? i’m certain nobody should be out here alone. not at this time. though, if you don’t have one.. i could offer my companionship.”