Post by burntwings on Sept 14, 2007 22:19:53 GMT -5
It was moonhigh. No StarClan warriors dare shine, for they knew what was to come, and they didn't like it. For those of StarClan did not tolerate a forbidden love.
A cat's forest-green eyes glanced around a small clearing. When it made sure the clearing was empty, it slunk into the moon-lit space. The cat's pelt was a light brown, darker tabby stripes across it's back, fur sticking out, for this she-cat was wet. She began to groom herself, slowly drying her spikey fur. Her eyes darted across the clearing, as if expecting somebody.
Minutes past, until the she-cat's fur was dry. She sighed and looked up into the sky. She did not notice that her warrior ancestors were not there.
Blue eyes flickered. The she-cat looked at them, then, she murmured,"My love." The eyes broke into the clearing and were revealed to belong to a sandy blond tom with brown flecks on his legs.
"Grasspelt." he murmured, and the she-cat bounded over and nuzzled the tom lovingly.
"Westwing," Grasspelt meowed, her eyes shining in admiration and respect as she gazed at the tom. "I miss you. I love you. Why is it that cats from two different Clans cannot be together? I long to see you each day, and hate to have to meet you in secret."
"My beloved," breathed Westwing, " You know I feel the same. But... I cannot abandon Tremblestar. I am a deputy. If I ever left to be with you....I would be cast out of your Clan before I even got there."
Grasspelt sighed and breathed in her loved one's windy, wild scent. "What is the point of living if you can't have love?" she sighed.
"Just take heart in this: I will never love a cat more then I love you." purred Westwing, nuzzling Grasspelt even more softly.
Grasspelt looked into the sky. It would be sunrise soon. "My beloved," Westwing meowed, also noticing the sunrise, "Until tommorow night...." he gently licked his love's ear and, with a last look back, retreated into ThunderClan territory.
Grasspelt stared after him, then she too retreated back into her Clan's, RiverClan's, territory. Neither of the in-love cats noticed a small pair of hazel eyes watching the entire meeting.
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So far? Short Prologue, I know, but.......
It's not based on this site, FYI, just something I thought up in my head......
~Burny~
A cat's forest-green eyes glanced around a small clearing. When it made sure the clearing was empty, it slunk into the moon-lit space. The cat's pelt was a light brown, darker tabby stripes across it's back, fur sticking out, for this she-cat was wet. She began to groom herself, slowly drying her spikey fur. Her eyes darted across the clearing, as if expecting somebody.
Minutes past, until the she-cat's fur was dry. She sighed and looked up into the sky. She did not notice that her warrior ancestors were not there.
Blue eyes flickered. The she-cat looked at them, then, she murmured,"My love." The eyes broke into the clearing and were revealed to belong to a sandy blond tom with brown flecks on his legs.
"Grasspelt." he murmured, and the she-cat bounded over and nuzzled the tom lovingly.
"Westwing," Grasspelt meowed, her eyes shining in admiration and respect as she gazed at the tom. "I miss you. I love you. Why is it that cats from two different Clans cannot be together? I long to see you each day, and hate to have to meet you in secret."
"My beloved," breathed Westwing, " You know I feel the same. But... I cannot abandon Tremblestar. I am a deputy. If I ever left to be with you....I would be cast out of your Clan before I even got there."
Grasspelt sighed and breathed in her loved one's windy, wild scent. "What is the point of living if you can't have love?" she sighed.
"Just take heart in this: I will never love a cat more then I love you." purred Westwing, nuzzling Grasspelt even more softly.
Grasspelt looked into the sky. It would be sunrise soon. "My beloved," Westwing meowed, also noticing the sunrise, "Until tommorow night...." he gently licked his love's ear and, with a last look back, retreated into ThunderClan territory.
Grasspelt stared after him, then she too retreated back into her Clan's, RiverClan's, territory. Neither of the in-love cats noticed a small pair of hazel eyes watching the entire meeting.
~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:
So far? Short Prologue, I know, but.......
It's not based on this site, FYI, just something I thought up in my head......
~Burny~
