Quality Time in the Sun -Sea and Cloudii-AF

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((I just decided to start a thread for Pinestorm and Swallowsong since it's been forever since we RPed them together. Anyhow, if you see this, Kimmy, you'd better reply *glares*))

Swallowsong leaped around in the Meadows, just enjoying the sun and the little pink butterfly she was chasing after. She yelped in excitement as she caught the fluttering creature between her claws.
How kit-like of me, she thought, a little embarrassed. Looking around nervously with her warm amber eyes, she wondered whether any cat was watching her...make a fool of herself.

Pinestorm, where are you? the pretty tabby settled down in the long, cool grass and sighed. Where was her mate these days?
He never seemed to be around anymore. Well, maybe he was...she just didn't notice. The she-cat shrugged and half-closed her eyes, trying to relax for a bit.

Ripplestream had wandered out to the Meadows to get away from the Clan for a while. Her heart ached when she remembered how Shadowfire and her used to meet by the StormClan border. That was all over now.
Never could it happen again.
And Seamist.
She HATED her brother's mate right now. The silver blue she- cat had been removed from her position as Clan healer for a couple moons and that was even worse than not being able to meet Shadowfire again.

Her life depended on being able to help and care for her Clan mates, even if she broke the warrior code. Well, at least I have Mousepaw to help the Clan, she tried to comfort herself. But her blind apprentice wasn't a full medicine cat yet and she was still allowed to help him.

So what was the point of removing her from her position in the Clan?
If she was still able and allowed to help her Clan mates, what's the point...?
She rolled her amber green eyes, Do Midnightstar and Twilightsong even think?
And what if something happens to Midnightstar's kits while she was still suspended from her medicine cat duties and rank? Was she just supposed to sit back and watch while her leader and her leader's family suffered?

The medicine cat decided not to think about those things anymore.
But it was impossible. She tried, but no matter what, every one of her thoughts always went back to Shadowfire, Seamist, Midnightstar, Twilightsong, and Mousepaw.
UGH, this isn't helping me... she thought with frustration in her clouded, lifeless eyes.
She ran back to the camp without stopping and tried to not look angry, frustrated and sad.

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OOC: -Holds hands up- I see, I see. Dun hurt me.
Pinestorm flicked his chocolate-speckled ears lazily as he romped around the meadows, rolling over and over in the newly blossomed flowers. He loved this time of year - greenleaf had the most prey, the warmest weather, and best of all, the most fun. There were so many things to do, compared to leafbare, when all most cats wanted to do was stay cozy in their dens. He lay there in the field for a moment, reveling in the scents of the forest.
A familiar scent floated past on the breeze, causing his whiskers to perk up. Swallowsong, he thought in delight. He got up, stretching luxuriously, and bounded over to his mate.
"Where've you been?" he mewed, as he entwined his muzzle with hers.

OOC: Hey, d'you want them to have kits next season? We both have too many characters to RP them, but someone else could. :3

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ooc - Uh...how do you entwine a muzzle? xD
And yeah, sure, that'd be cool ^-^
Names, names, names! I dunno why...it's fun thinking of kit names x]

Swallowsong purred happily as she spotted Pinestorm. "And I could ask you the same thing, mousebrain," she nuzzled his cheek gently, breathing in his warm, comforting scent. She pulled away for a moment and rolled over on her back and pawed at the air for a few seconds, as she saw a blossom fall from the tree and onto her soft belly fur.
The tabby she-cat grinned sheepishly at her mate, "Um...yeah..." she mewed, not really knowing what to say.

Her mind then strayed to Midnightstar's kits. Cute, adorable, fuzzy, little kits. Climbing all over the nursery and finding amusement in the smallest things. I'd like to have a kit of two to call my own... she narrowed her amber eyes in content. And share the tight bond...well, at least until they are apprentices...
She turned her head towards Pinestorm, wondering what he would think of having kits...

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OOC: My bad - I was gonna put 'entwine tails' or 'touch muzzles', but not both. Dx
Pinestorm leaned in close to his mate, breathing in her scent. A heartbeat later, he pulled away, staring into her amber eyes with his own. "Swallowsong," he began, and then swallowed past the lump in his throat. Am I being too forward? he thought. After all, we've been together since we were apprentices...
"Swallowsong," he repeated. "I'd - that is, would you - do you want to have kits?" He cursed himself for being to stupidly blunt, but the question had popped out before he could stop himself. "I'd like to have a tom and a she-cat," he went on. "And we'd name them Ravenkit and Frozenkit..."

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What a mousebrain, Swallowsong thought. "Uh, Pinestorm?" She gave him one of her "you're a complete ditz" looks and meowed, "You can't CHOOSE how many kits you're going to have - or rather WE'RE going to have," her smile grew wider and she purred happily.
"Oh, and one more thing, you can't choose the gender, dummy!" The tabby she-cat rolled her eyes and sighed. Pinestorm could act like such a kit sometimes!
She pressed her tabby pelt against his, "Of course I'd like to have kits," she whispered into his ear, "I was just going to suggest it."

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Pinestorm's grin stretched wide, his eyes sparkling with a childish innocence. "I know, but a cat can dream, can't he?" he mock-pouted, and pushed her away with his large, chocolate paws. "I'm going to go and sulk now, in my own little corner. Don't bother to find me." Pinestorm could be such a big baby sometimes, a fact that Hazeltear had pointed out over the years with more and more frequency (and irritation). As apprentices, her insults had ranged from, "Pinestorm, you're such a kit, [cue eye-rolling]" to "Why don't you go back into the nursery where you belong?"
The tom rolled over and over, away from Swallowsong, streaking his chocolate pelt with green. The color combination delighted him, and so he began to rub his pelt along the ground until his back had one long, wide strip of green. "I can camouflage now!" he cried, apparently forgetting that he was supposed to be sulking.

OOC: My bad. But all my other cats are so serious (even the apprentice), so I need a goofball to RP. x3

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XD

One sulky cat, isn't he? The light tabby rolled her eyes as she stifled a laugh. One side of his pelt was completely green from the grass in the meadow!
Hey, Pebblestone? she cast her amber eyes upwards, Look at what happened to your son, she smiled and turned back to look at Pinestorm.

Swallowsong sighed, though her eyes registered amusement. "Such a kit," she muttered, following her mate and flew at him, her claws carefully sheathed.
"You are one weird cat," she meowed, prodding him with a brown tabby paw, "I thought you'd have grown up a bit from the time we were apprentices," rasping her tongue affectionately over his cheek.

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Pinestorm batted at her face gently, and rolled towards her with a cheesy grin on his handsome features. "So Hazeltear tells me, all the time," he admitted, and laughed. "I mean, don't get me wrong, I'm thrilled to be a warrior and all, but don't you ever wish you could be a kit again, and, you know, just be carefree and chase butterflies all day? Just looking at Midnightstar and Twilightsong's kits makes me feel so old and tired."
He heaved a sigh. "And some day, I'll be old and crochety like Seamist or Ripplestream. Can you imagine? I'll start saying, "You young'ns!" and start every sentence with, "Back in my day..."
Pinestorm giggled. "Okay, maybe I'll never be quite that old. But you get the idea!"

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Swallowsong sat back and licked her ruffled fur, blinking as she thought about what Pinestorm said. "...Well, I guess so," she finally meowed, "But I like being a warrior too. No one can order you around all the time," her amber eyes sparkled, "Like when you're a kit, every cat, even if it's just an apprentice, keep telling you, 'Don't do that! Don't do this!'"
Then she thought of the time when she would have her own kits. I can't say I wouldn't order them around...well discipline, them either... she nodded slightly, I guess adults DO have reasons.

THe tabby she-cat raised an eyebrow, her eyes glimmering with amusement, "Pinestorm," she flicked her mate's shoudler with her tail, "I don't think you're THAT old, neither are Seamist or Ripplestream!" She grinned. "I don't want to move to the elders' den until I REALLY can't do anything," she decided firmly.