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please?Luna rose watched as nathien began to walk off, his messy black hair looking worse than ever. She jumped up and hugged him tightly from behind, her forehead pressed against his back.
"Nathien.. do you love me?" She whispered, hiding her face in his back, her hot breath tickling his neck. The male reminded silent, unable to reply to the women that clung to him so firmly. The female closed her eyes to stop the tears from falling as she clutched to him. He turned to her and gentaly kissed her forehead, she looked at him in shock, a faint blush covering her cheeks.
She didn't know if he loved her or not... she was unsure if HE even knew the answer to the question. She hugged him tightly, his blue eyes softed as he gingerly hugged her back.
"nathien... we're ment to be together... you can't deny with have chemistery... can you?" luna asked, her alpha sighed, his eyes closed.
"I know..." he replied quietly. Luna took his reply as a victory, they bearly spoke about they're relationship and wh
Umepaw's 'problem'Umepaw's... 'problem'
"Mousedung!" umepaw hissed as she walked around the apprentice den, her aunty thunderkit watched her.
"umepaw... it can't be that bad.. just tell me!" The she-cat sighed.
"i'm... umm... pregnant?"
"your what?!" Thunderkit gasped "who' the father?!"
"well.... you see... i.. ummm.. don't know?"
"what..?" thunderkit asked, sounding slightly angry.
"well... it could be kiba... or.. spirtclaw...?" umepaw sighed
"you mousebrain! how can you not know!?"
"they we're both in the same moon!" she hissed.
"only you! your not even a warrior!!" Thunderkit mumbled.
Umepaw whimpered, she stood up walked outside and to tigerbound. She wished she could go to her daddy... but he was always too busy.. She sat next to her grandad. Umepaw prided herself on being strong, she never cried, she never losed fights... she acted like a tom! why did it happen to her...
"what's up, umepaw?" tigerbound asked her happily.
"grandad.. i'm sorry..." she mumbled hiding her face in his pelt. Tears str
EasterRemember what you love,
you with sand in your teeth
and the feral burn of hunger
in your eyes.
God sends his regrets.
He made you grasping and slow,
in a late hour
when the wine washed low.
Remember what you love.
Fall to your knees in the toss
and the swell, quell
the appetite of the cold black sea.
Beg blessings for your home
and the salt-sick trees.
Reach what lies near:
the fat-faced child, the sweet-soft lamb;
tether the tantrum, trickle the blood.
Offer psalms to what is holy,
whisper the name of what you love
as it bobs in the bleak mad sea.
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