Slow Dancing[C]

Subject: Slow Dancing[C] Fri Feb 23, 2024 8:11 am

Everything I say is a lie, but they’re the only things keeping me alive

Quillsplash found that when he was given the option of choosing another warrior to go out with him on patrol, more often than not he'd be padding up to Snaildance asking if she was free to join him. Perhaps it was simply because he refused to talk to anyone else; even the cats closest to him, Pineblossom and Swiftheart, were far too concerned with him to feel safe. The feeling of eyes burning into his pelt, watching his every move, made his legs tremble and his heart pound in his chest. And if there was anything he hated, it was the feeling of fear. The sign from his body that he was helpless, that he wasn't good enough, the feeling that paralyzed his limps and left him at the mercy of his opponent. The emotion that had cost Crowspirit her life and Tawnyshadow her ability to walk normally. It was a curse, nothing more.

And so, he was on another patrol with Snaildance, padding side by side with the white she-cat in silence. His gaze would trail to her curled tail every now and then, only to snap away when he caught himself staring. Eventually, he caught the scent of prey in the snow-capped marshland, and broke away from the she-cat to hunt it. A squirrel, a piece of prey not often found in ShadowClan's fresh-kill pile, simply because it's warriors were not trained to chase after them with the speed of a ThunderClan cat. ShadowClan warriors kept to the shadows, using it to sneak up on their prey. Quillsplash, however, had not one drop of ShadowClan blood-- this, his Clan knew-- but rather had mostly ThunderClan blood-- this, they did not. With a powerful heave of his hindlegs, the tortoiseshell hurled himself at the grey-furred creature, and in one swift bite he killed it.

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Subject: Slow Dancing[C] Fri Feb 23, 2024 8:11 am

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Subject: Re: Slow Dancing[C] Tue Mar 19, 2024 3:07 am

There was something about Quillsplash. The young warrior’s jade gaze lingered on his pelt every now and again as they walked, wondering what he thought about in between their brief snippets of conversation. Though he certainly didn’t act as he did with this purpose in mind, Snaildance found his attitude a bit charming. He was mysterious, for one; he kept his secrets and past well-hidden, yet through the wall she could see admirable parts to his personality. Persistence. A straightforwardness. Learning something new about him always felt… exciting, somehow. Like she was privy to something rare. Quillsplash didn’t get along well with many cats, much less lower his guard even to this degree. And so she privately preened each time he asked her to hunt with him.

Hunting alongside the tom set her at ease; less pressure to succeed that so often caused her to fail. She didn’t want to prove herself a skilled warrior with him, rather she wanted to prove she could be a reliable friend. Watching him move away with intent, Snaildance peered across the frosty grasses as he stalked and killed a squirrel. “Nice!” She gave him a quiet cheer at his success, not wanting to scare away what prey was nearby. This time she was going to catch something. She wouldn’t get scared off, bite a rock of all things, nor get hunted herself. Phantom talons faintly pricked her pelt about her shoulders and flank at the memory of their first hunting patrol in the mountains. Something odd managed to catch her attention about part of a bush, a strangely-shaped branch with a dark spot right on a bud. She found herself staring at it for a while. Until the spot blinked at her, that is. A lizard! Her muddy paw came up to smack it down upon her recognition. So stunned by her blow, the creature lay prone against the snow as she quickly moved to hill it, a thrill of satisfaction lending a pinkish glow to her pale face.

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Subject: Re: Slow Dancing[C] Tue Mar 19, 2024 3:07 am

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Subject: Re: Slow Dancing[C] Mon Mar 25, 2024 4:30 am

Everything I say is a lie, but they’re the only things keeping me alive

Quillsplash would never admit it to himself, but a part of him preened at Snaildance's soft praise. He liked how she always spoke softly to him, even if it was because she didn't want to scare away the prey around them. It was soothing after a long day of the loud commotion of camp. And her voice was sweet as well. It reminded him of the love that Copper had used to speak Shrewpaw's name. She had said it with love that made the word different, special, each time. Pronounced it like it was the brightest star. Spoken with enough warmth to heat up the den in the coldest of Leafbare nights. One day, he wanted for his name to be spoken with the same love. Would he live long enough for it to happen?

Quillsplash watched as Snaildance moved off to catch her own prey. Her luck had not been the best in the past, and he could see it reflected in the determination that shone in her eyes and the tenseness of her limbs. She wanted to catch it. And she did. Quillsplash moved up to her, matching her soft voice earlier to purr out a praise as he gently nuzzled her cheek. This was a hunting patrol, and they didn't have to go back to camp yet, so he should try hunting for something else... but he didn't want to. Why hunt, when he could talk with Snaildance? In the short period between Snaildance's praise and now, he was already missing her voice. The silence was too loud without it.

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Subject: Re: Slow Dancing[C] Thu Apr 25, 2024 3:14 am

With her catch securely underpaw, Snaildance turned to focus her gaze back towards her hunting partner, only to see him much closer than she expected! Surprise melted away into joy, with a sprinkle of embarrassment. “Nothing leapt out at me this time.” She purred a self-directed laugh before mirroring his nuzzle. His fur was… soft against her nose.

A gentle night breeze brushed along her fur and through the leaves, drawing her head upwards. The moon, somewhere between half and full, gleamed like shell nacre, scattering silver light across the treetops. Every pale thing reflected its light, shining brightly through the darkness. Though the frogs croaked and the crickets chirped, their noise simply faded into the background. Perhaps she was getting too entranced by the atmosphere. It was just her and Quillsplash here. Something exciting and… relaxing at the same time. She pressed her cheek against his jaw and released a quiet, contented sigh. “I like it out here. Should we stay a little longer? The prey won’t be going anywhere.” Jade eyes flickered to meet amber ones, adding a silent ‘please?’.

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Subject: Re: Slow Dancing[C] Fri Apr 26, 2024 8:19 am

Everything I say is a lie, but they’re the only things keeping me alive

Quillsplash blinked when his nuzzle was returned, fighting to keep back the surge of warmth that spread through him like a forest fire. He felt his ears tingle with heat as Snaildance laughed. Her voice rang like sweet birdsong, and all too soon she finished speaking. He wanted to urge her to talk more, to keep speaking to him and him only, but the words wouldn't come. Instead, his tail curled around hers, gently resting his tail utop hers as a leaf would. Her tail curled like a snail's, something he found extremely cute but had yet to tell her. Perhaps he never would. It felt too silly a thing to mention.

He froze as Snaildance leaned against him, but quickly relaxed when he heard that soft sigh. Her fur was so soft, and she seemed so much smaller and lighter when pressed against him. She looked up at him with those mesmerizing jade-green eyes, and he felt his heart skip a beat. She was saying something, but he only caught a few words. Oh, what did it matter what she said? He'd never be able to say no to those beautiful eyes, and so he gave in, turning his head to nuzzle her cheek fondly in response. She smelled sweet, like the pine forest and a mixture of berries. Had she slept in a juniper berry last night? Quillsplash couldn't help the small rumble of a purr in his chest.

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