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[&. SHADiE]

Wind rustled the reeds filing the air with the soft feathery noise of their movement. The sky was a light gray, though there were many pockets of dark storm clouds. It wasn't unpleasent out really, the fact that rain was on its way was joyful news. Staying parallel to the river was a small dusty brown she-cat. The tabby lines on her fur shimmered slighty from the mist of the river next to her, but she didn't seem to mind. Her white underbelly and paws were damp too but the peaceful grin on her face portrayed no discomfort.
The afternoon sun was hidded behind clouds though there was plenty of light to see by. Dustleaf headed toward the Abondoned Bridge. The wood was dark and slick from age and many boards seemed to be rotting. Not hesitating the she-cat padded onto the bridge. Her sensitive ears pricked suddenly and a roll of distant thunder echoed in the distance. Turning her head, Dustleaf looked back into MistClan territory. She had heard pawsteps.

[kri s ti]

((Woah. That is a great post! I will try my best. Hehe.))

I sniffed the air. It was a bit moist. Rain is coming, I thought. That's a good thing, though. The river was next to me, its silvery fingers caressing my paws. The water seemed high enough for a flood, but I had no thoughts about it. Well, a bit. A scent caught my nose. It was on the abandoned bridge. My fur ruffled down once I smell the familiar scent. I took a stroll through crowded bushes and tall, lively grasses as I reached the bridge. There was a slight smile on my face. "Dustleaf."

[&. SHADiE]

(( Heh, thanks. Great to roleplay with you again Kristi! Also that new cat I mentioned can be Flint's cat, so we don't leave him out :3 ))

The lean, dark brown shape of a cat sauntered out into her line of vision. Ah, she knew she had heard someone. "Zeromoon" the she-cat mewed in response, her head nodding in a greeting. The older warrior must have felt it too, the need to be out of camp and to enjoy the weather. As MistClan cats, they didn't mind the water. Whether it came from the river or the rain. Dustleaf opened her mouth to speak, but before she could say anything a cold shock splashed onto her nose. Recoiling her head back slightly she blinked. Another soft pat came next to her, a small dark circle on the wood of the bridge.
"There it is, I knew it would rain soon" she purred. She swiped her tongue over her nose to erase the drop. "I-" For the second time in the last few moments, she stopped what she was going to say. Breathing in through her mouth she scented the earthy soil and the tang of water, and the slight scent of another cat. Green eyes flashing in curiousity Dustleaf turned her head to Zeromoon once again, to see if she smelled the same thing. The scent was certainly MistClan; but she couldn't pinpoint who.

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_{What was it about days like this that made him so nervous. It was days like these that unsettles the small cat,as it got more and more worrying to even look at. And as the sky grew darker, and he walked more and more it looked unpromising and unsettleing even more. What made him like this was memories, his uncle died on a day like this.
Eventually he sented cats. as he followed the sent he realized it was two cats...come closer two mistclan cats. He calmed down a little. He didn't know many cats but He was still about to find them. He hated being alone in this weather. Eventually he saw them, he recognized them, but didn't know their names. That's when Mosstalon did a strange thing for him, He decided to approach.}

[&. SHADiE]

The rain stayed at its steady rythm, sprinkling pleasently. Another form came into view, this one slightly larger then themselves. She recognized him, though she had seen him only a few times before. Her heart fluttered at the newness of him, though they shared the same Clan. "Moss..talon?" Dustleaf meowed, trying to remember the cat's name. She was positive it was that, either that or Mossclaw.
She was right, this day was too perfect to not be out enjoying it. "Nice to see you" the brown tabby continued, lowering her eyes slightly. He was probably the loner type, or at least she thought. It was nice of him to come meet them.

[»FLEEENT(:«♥]

He walked a little closer, and the shecat confronted him. He walked up to the side of them, and sat down. He answered her in his usual deepvoice. "Nice to meet you too, and is your name as beautiful as your face?" Mosstalon was a little surprise where that came from, but it was true. He hoped he didn't ruin anything, but he was lonely anyways. The rain was still going very steadily, but he didn't mind. He wanted a little talk is all. And how better than to do that than to come on to someone .

[&. SHADiE]

The she-cats ears pricked slightly at the comment and she turned to glance at Zeromoon. Her leaf-greeneyes flashed, but with amusement rather than anger. "t-thank you" Dustleaf mumured lowering her eyes shyly. That was unexpected.. But very sweet of him. "Dustleaf" she mewed, telling him her name. "you are Mosstalon, right?" now that she thought about she was almost positive it was"
Slightly relaxing her shy stature the tabby cast her gaze out toward the river below them. The tips of rocks showed throughout, supporting the theory of a small drougt. With a blink she watched the ripples and splashes of thewater as the rain confronted it. "do you come out here often?" she continued. His voice was so deep and comforting, so easy to listen too.

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[kri s ti]

StarClan, help me... I sighed deeply, rolling my eyes at Dustleaf and Mosstalon. "Yes, it is." I almost hissed. Lovebirds... The word popped in my head just now and made me laugh. I could not help it. It occured all time now since it is green leaf now. Perfect time for romance. I saw it all time in the camp. Cats nibbling, licking, rubbing each other. Oh my. I envived Dustleaf's beauty. She is so pretty. My eyes narrowed at the dark thought. Mosstalon can have her not me. I can find a new tom. There are more fish in the sea.

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There was a moment of silence and the air around the seemed to crackle. Not because of the coming storm, but from all the tension that seemed to hang around them. Glancing at Zeromoon again her green eyes sparkled with confusion. Was there something left unsaid between her and the tom? Turning back to Mosstalon she shot him a look that said more or less, what's going on? Out of the corne of her eye she saw the older she-cat's eyes narrow. Yes, something was up between them.
Masking her face carefully as to show she didn't see anything, Dustleaf took a step back. Yes, he was cute but if he was taken already by the former deputy she didn't want to be any part of it.

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[»FLEEENT(:«♥]

'alright. What the hecks going on. I hit on cat number or so feline number two is mad, the hiss wasn't a good sign and the shifty eyes around here are making me nervous.' he thought. "I'm sorry,"he turned to zeromoon. "Did I offend?" how he said that was more sorrowful than wondering. He always tried to find someone, and Dustleaf was stunning but there was something that was unsettling in the making, but the whole thing to lady number two hissing was more, say, relaxin than scary. From the way he saw it, he screwed something great up AGAIN. 'Good job lover-puss.' he thought 'you've done messed up another two innocent souls on another crappy day. Your just out to become torn to shreds by rouges. Then crow-kill at the end of it all.' he thought harshly to himself. Then he murmured, "we all gotta die sometime, lover-puss". Exact words his mom said when she left him with his uncle when he was a kit. 'Man, I shoulda listened to mum.'

[&. SHADiE]

((Kristi is going to be busy with school again, and she wanted me to have Fallowclaw kill Zeromoon))
She tabby she-cat blinked again, slowly, before turning her attention more to the coming storm and the sound of the river hidden somewhere beneath her paws. Zeromoon was her friend and she didn't want to do anything to screw up that relationship.
With a small twist of her head Dustleaf set her gaze on Mosstalon. He seemed confused almost. "we all gotta die sometime, lover-puss" came a soft meow. The sound was almost lost to her ears and she cocked her head in her own little thinking position. It didn't quiet make sence to her, but seemed almost comforting somehow. Not sure if he wanted her to have heard, she didn't respond.
"So do you guys come out here often?" she asked. Anything to break the silence. The rain came down harder slightly, though she didn't mind it. It seemed to run off her pelt like a ducks' feathers.