~Weeds lost in the Night~ ((Wild))

[~Ravenpaw~]

Stars that dance in the Night was sitting by herself, she was laying on the warm sand on the beach. She was laying on her back, her paw curled up close to her, her tail swaying back and forth merely relaxing. Her dazzling light blue eyes were shut as she merely lay and breathed. She liked to do this alot of the time, it was comforting and she was always able to thin better. She was this night black stain on the sea of light brown sand, her beautifully groom fur sometimes made her look like a blob on the beach but she didn't care to much. Night was to busy thinking alot of the time to care. She was a very kind cat but sometimes got sidetracked. She would often be lost in thought about Sparky.

Sparky had been her friend, she often called him nicknames like Blue-eyes and Ocean, Sparky had the most beautiful ocean blue eyes ever, it was like looking at her home through the eyes of a cat. The little mixes of green always reminded her of home. She remembered getting captured and then dumped in a two-leg home, she had been terribly frightened, but one look in Sparky's eyes calmed her right now, he was home, but he was also her best friend. He had helped so much, he had helped her escape and gain the courage to say she didn't like her rank and wish to be a kit-mother. They shared stories and she taught him to hunt, and all about tribes and stuff. When they got separated she often wondered what happened to him, was he okay? Did he get capture again? What was his name now? Where was he? Questions like that often popped in her mind but she could never quite answer them to a way that would make sense.

Night sighed she missed her friend alot, he was always so funny. She opened her beautiful light blue eyes, they looked like stars themselves they were so pretty. She glanced around and wondered if anyone else was around.

[Wildheart]

A weed. That is what his mother had seen when he was born. Weed that Grows in Cave wondered idly why his mother had chosen this name of all others. The muscles on the brown tom flexed under his thick fur as he stepped out of the looming cave of his home. Home. Always home. He would always view it as this and Weed frowned at the figure of Vine that Coils on Rock, who lay by herself across the beach. He could tell it was her because she was alone, and she was usually the only one alone for such a long period of time. Between the two siblings, there was a long stretch of beach that stretched on for what seemed like miles, and it was not just physical. The void between the two cats, seemed to grow larger and larger with each day.

Sighing, Weed focused on a figure closer to him and a small smile grew on his lips when he saw the familiar figure of his mate close by. She was laying on her back, looking up at the sky. Glancing up, he saw it bright and seemed to give him confidence. Glancing back into the cave, he saw the tribe busy with working and sharing tongues. There were two other cave- guards sitting at the entrance, looking bored but focused enough to be on the job. Catching their eyes, he nodded to them and then trotted off, toward the beach. The rocks jutted around him, trying to slow him down, but they did not stop him from searching for Night. Finally, coming to the shore line; Weed padded softly on the sand that only gave way slightly to the pressure of his weight. Standing beside his mate, he looked down at Night's face. He smiled and waited for her to realize he was standing beside her.

[~Ravenpaw~]

Stars that dance in the Night lay on that beach, she lay in the sun, in the warmth and in her dreams. She could dream up a whole story if one was needed, she was great at tell stories, always was, if anyone could tell a story it was her. Kits used to come and listen to her all the time, but now they were all grown up, she missed having kit's the in nursery. The wild and wonderous stories she would tell when there would be more kits, she had a special one saved, the one where she got captured by two-legs and had to find her way home. It was a lovely thought though. Oh well there would always be another day and another time.

Night blinked when her sun was suddenly blocked, her beautiful starry light blue eyes glanced up at her very hansom mate, his name was Weed that Grows in Cave, but she just called him Weed, "Hello Weed" She purred softly, she smiled gently, she was in love with the tom, she had to admit she was, but she still couldn't get her mind off of Blue-eyes or Ocean as she called Sparky most of the time.

[Wildheart]

Weed gave a small purr to his mate when she finally noticed him. "Hello Night my dear." He replied to her, bending his head down and giving her a warm lick on her black cheek. "I see your eyes are swimming. What are you thinking about?" He asked her curiously. He settled his body next to hers, the sun beaming down and filling his body with warmth despite the cool breeze that the shore brought up to them. His eyes scanned the beach and noticed it was quite empty despite the time of day. "Where... is everyone?" He asked quietly, not meaning to say it out loud.


Sorry its so short.

[~Ravenpaw~]

Night smiled softly, she gave him the most gentle of licks lovingly. She was glad he was here, she didn't feel so lone. Her beautiful twin pools of light blue shimmering like a thousand stars. "Oh nothing" She purred, not wanting him to get jealous or anything. Her eyes looked around, "yes I wonder where everyone is" She meowed, her voice so pure it was like listening to angel's sing. It was pretty late in the day so she wondered where everyone was. But she couldn't help but be glad she was with Weed. The warm sun filling her body with warmth, she felt lovely against the sand, she thought of the ocean, but didn't want to make Weed jealous with her thoughts.