A Meeting that shouldn't be

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The night sky was darker than black and the moon was round, full, and brighter than he had noticed before. The stars seemed to be glaring down at him while he sat near the fence at the horse-place. The small, Black and white tom would have been pacing if his side wasn’t killing him. It took all Adderfang had to keep from moving his still healing tail. Was she going to come? He had asked her to meet him here, but she was a Riverclan warrior. She wouldn’t betray her clan to come talk to a Shadowclan cat that she had JUST freaking fought yesterday… Oh Starclan…yesterday.

The wails of hate and pain echoed in Adderfang’s ears as his vision faded and returned to the battle he had witnessed. Bodies fell in front of him and blood stained his fur an paws. The tom’s ear stung from being ripped off by the very she-cat he was meeting under the moon. Pain seared over his face as he was caught by a Windclan apprentice, leaving a cut under his eye from cheek to nose. So few of his clan left, he had to run. Pain lashed over his side like lightning as he was torn from hip to shoulder by a Riverclan tom, Livenstream was his name. There was a sickening crunch as Adderfang bit the back of the tom’s neck and his overbite did its job. He was choking in the taste and smell of blood, he couldn’t breathe!

Suddenly snapped awake by the fact that he had buried his face in the fur of another cat without leaving himself some place to breath, he jumped away, fur fluffed to twice his size. “O-oh…hi.” The tom panted, licking blood away from a little crack in the scab on his side that was caused when he jumped away. “s-sorry…”

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Over 300 words
Lots of muse, had fun with the flashback
Dovewing, Middy, Adderfang, forbidden love, Haha, Half-clan

[Midnightive]

Dovewing laid in the den, she got told she wasn’t allowed to leave the camp. Her ears twitch, looking around the empty warrior den. She let out a sigh of sadness. She was the only one to grace the den, the rest laid in the den getting healed or dead. Her eye glazed over as she looked out into the camp. Thinking about the fight, the cats the were killed in front of her the cat she killed. Her eyes widened before the moon light came through the den.

She got to her paw with a slightly grunt, and looked around. She remembered the ShadowClans words Meet me at the Bram she wondered how much the tom could be trusted and if it was worth putting her life at risk just to fuel her wonder.

But she got to her paws, with a slight limp from a damaged paw she walked towards the edge of the camp slipping away un-noticed. Her tail flicked as she tried to make up for her limping leg. She got to the place and saw the black and white tom in front of her. Her white fur shimmered in the moon light. ”Well, hello there to you to” she said with a slight smirk on her face.

212 words, Tag:Cappy and Adderfang, muse:Pretty ok!
table by flight <3

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Adderfang relaxed when he saw that it was Dovewing, but was still fluffy with embarrassment. The black and white deputy was glad that he hadn't been stood up by the pretty she-cat in front of him. Her fur was just as torn as Adderfang's was but she was almost literally glowing in the moon-light , and she had managed to wash the blood out of her soft white coat and her wounds weren't as sloppy as his, or large for that matter. The tom had to keep his fur from fluffing further at the way he had to have looked with herbs and dried blood slathered over the wound on his side and his tail wrapped in cob-webs and leaves until it looked more like a short club than a tail.

"You came." Adderfang's voice, which was usually a low growl, seemed lighter and less laden with sarcasm and anger. He would probably never tell her that he had hated her clan. She didn't need to know that. Shaking himself from his thoughts and giving his missing ear a quick, gentle scratch to stop an oncoming itch, he waited for her reply, attempting to keep himself a respectful distance away from her after the whole face/chest thing. As irritable as Adderfang could be, he had never once snapped at Dovewing as roughly as he had any cat from any other clan. Even cats in his own clan sometimes took a thorough tongue lashing when they annoyed him. He wondered what Dovewing had thought of the gathering. It had been a long one with lots of talking, and Adderfang had toned it all out until his Deputyship had been announced.

281 words, Tag: uhm? , muse: So-so. Good enough.

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[Midnightive]

Dovewing licked her paw and dragged it over her face. Trying to hide a smirk that was overflowing at the corner of the mouth. She wondered what had got him all worked up, but she thought it was better if she didn’t ask. Arching her eyebrow at the tone of his voice before not really flinching from it. Why, of course I came. I don’t see why you made me come all this way. But I’m all ears” she said calmly.

She sat down, why would the ShadowClan deputy want to do with her? A hurt RiverClan warrior. Ears twitching at the thought before shrugging it off. ”So you got deputy then? You must be proud” she said trying to spark up a bit of conversation. Moving back on to her hunches to form a sitting position she waited for an answer.

126 words, Tag:Cappy and Adderfang, muse:Flew away somewhere....
table by flight <3