'round & 'round [melody]

[furze]

[bg=01010a][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,true] it had been a sunny day. evening was being drawn across the sky, as the sun sunk itself lower into the horizon. a large orange figure made his way through riverclan territory, is long-haired orange pelt providing protection from the sun. it was just as well making him a lot hotter than he should have been. the young tom had been out all day in the smoldering heat and already had to visit the river for a swim. twice. the second time hadn't been too long ago, but furzeheart was long since dry. his amber eyes searched for a place with shade, where he could rest for a while before making the journey back to camp. he had buried the fish that he caught in the river so he would be able to pick them up on the route back. the only place he was near that he could think of was fourtrees. with a gentle shake of his pelt he trotted onwards to the place where the clans gathered, which would provide a tremendous amount of shade. what if another clan cat is there? he wondered, wrinkling his nose. it wasn't that he hated the other clans, he just preferred not to see them, in case they were hostile and attacked him. as he aproached fourtrees he settled down, giving himself a wash before the presence of another cat alerted him. arms wide with alarm, he looked up to see a she-cat. she was a tabby, lithe, and well, beautiful. but then again furzeheart thought every she-cat was beautiful. he decided to be friendly, getting to his paws in greeting. 'lo there sweetheart, he mewed, coming as close as he'd dare. word count :: 288 muse :: peice of crap other :: sorry about the crappy post xD next one will be better

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[melodyy]

she needed to get away. away from everything that was haunting her at the moment. skye's betrayal. sparrowflight's homecoming. ebonysnarl's bipolar personality. everything was overwhelming her. she took a stroll down to fourtress, and was completely lost in thought. she didn't really care who saw her- fourtress is neutral land. it's for everybody.

'lo there sweetheart. she turned around, her tabby fur bristling. she blushed slightly when she saw an orange pelt and amber eyes.

"it's sweetmelody." she corrected him hesitantly, in a quiet voice. she recognized who he was after a heartbeat.

furzeheart. the riverclan flirt. he was the tom who had she-cats padding after him, even if they were in different clans. she never understood why all the she-cats mooned about him. and she didn't understand how they could even admit to having a crush on a tom. on a riverclan tom!

but she had to admit, standing right in front of him- he looked... handsome. she blushed a little again, suddenly aware of how she must look, but it would be too obvious if she started licking her fur. instead, she looked him in the eyes- green matching amber, and said in a wavering voice.

"hello furzeheart."

she was the first to look away, and didn't know what else to say. she was just aware of how close he was- how good he looked- how good he smelled-

wait! what was she thinking? he was a riverclan tom for starclan's sake!


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[furze]

[bg=01010a][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,true] the tabby was at first hostile, her fur bristling and standing on end. he facade melted immediately however, eventhough she was from a different clan. does my charm work on everyone? he thought, flicking his tongue across his nose. now that the she-cat was lookign at her the first thing he noticed was her eyes. golden-green and well, beautiful. he stared into the for a moment, before the she-cat's hesitant voice broke through his thoughts. "it's sweetmelody."

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furzeheart raised his eyebrow. so he had been half right with her name, perhaps she thought that he was just guessing. maybe he had been wrong about his charm. that moment recognition set on the tabby she-cat's face. she stared him in the eyes, and with a wavering voice spoke a greeting."hello furzeheart."[/i] she then quickly looked away. furzeheart was puzzled.

he regained his compsure rather quickly, however. ah, my bad,[/b] he mewed, dippping his head. 'lo there sweetmelody,[/b] he tried again winking at the she-cat. it's weird how you know my name, me being from a different clan and all,[/b] he murmured, smiling at the she-cat. am i talked well of in your camp? he laughed after saying it meaning it as a joke, and hoping the she-cat would take it as one. he hadn't specifically met her before, so he had no way of knowing her personality beforehand.



word count :: 244
muse :: horrible. like oh god.
other :: eek. i has no muse with him.
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