Daw. I'm so boreddd D; Second-lives?

A small and fluttery looking she-cat blazed her way through the Dream Territory, giant eyes sparkling. One brown and one green. It was either sunset or sunrise, and the sky was painted with the same colors as the wild flowers in the field. Gold, pink, orange and red, with the occasional whitish yellow of a fading star. The she-cat sat sweetly in the middle field and stared up at the sky.

A she-cat padded out of the darkness. A blur of brown with black sploches and glowing green and blue eyes was in the middle of the clearing.
ooc: change second life to her because i wanted Dragon to get have a child and the two look alike.

A black-and-white blur flashed from one branch to the other. Then, the movement stopped and all that could be seen was the glow of green eyes. Watching all that was in the sun-bathed field before him.

The golden she-cat looked back, bright eyes excited. She tackled the other she-cat with a bound of her hind legs. "Hiya! I'm Mothpaw!" She smiled.

"Hi, I'm Sweetpaw," the she-cat meowed.

Mothpaw? Sweetpaw? I wonder who they are.
The black body flew out of the tree and landed softly on the ground, eyes closed. Then his eyes shot open, revealing a slender, radiant green gaze. The cat had a white patch over his right eye, a white left paw, and two wing-like smudges on his back.
He blinked and sat down. "Names' Ravenpaw."

Mothpaw tackled him enthusiastically. "Whats up mouse-brain, my name is Mothpaw!" She said in a sing-songy voice, more playfully than insulting.

Ravenpaw was surprised by the attack. He scrabbled backward and shook his fur. His ears burned. I let a she-cat tackle me.

"Hi, Ravenpaw," Sweetpaw greeted.

Mothpaw bounced on her heels. "Oh, calm down furball! I was just kidding around." She said, darting behind him to swat playfully at his tail.

"Hey!" Ravenpaw protested. "No fair!" He suddenly whipped around and butted the she-cat in the flank, sending her sprawling.

"Who's this Mothpaw?" a cherry voice came from the shadows. Bright brown eyes sparkled, even in the darkness. Soon enough, a young, ginger tabby tom stepped out, his long , fluffy fur a little ragged from the bushes.

"Another tom who thinks he's all that!" Sparrowpaw bounded into the clearing, her bright blue eyes shimmering with amusement as she pounced on Ravenpaw. Her brown and black tabby pelt stood apart from the other two as she tried to pin the black one to the ground.

"Oh c'mon Sparrowpaw...you call that a pounce? Watch this!" he mewed, twitching his unusually long whiskers. He smiled and backed up a bit before pouncing on the tabby, knocking her off of Ravenpaw. He let out a cheerful laugh as he held the she-cat down with one paw.

"Hey!" she let out a kit like 'squeak' as she was knocked over, struggling as she was pinned down. "Get off me, you useless lump of fur!" Sparrowpaw protested, laughing as she kicked Pantherpaw off with her hind paws.