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Post by Squid on Jul 16, 2008 22:52:49 GMT -5
Among the stars, the dusky brown pelt that was once died red, was now free of blood. Coyotehowl's figure was transparent but not so much that it was impossible to see her. Ever since her death, she'd kept watch over her Grandson Stallionclaw, not just because he'd tried to save her, but because she herself, believed that he was Stallionspirit, whether anyone else was noticing this didn't bother her, because if Stallionclaw truly was her lost mate, everyone would find out soon enough. Looking down on MeadowClan camp, Coyotehowl awaited the nighttime, so she would be able to see Stallionclaw in his dreams when he went to sleep. |
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Post by Amber on Jul 16, 2008 23:07:31 GMT -5
Stallionclaw padded tiredly towards his nest after a long day. He collapsed in the assorted soft herbs, which cushioned his fall. He fell asleep almost instantly.
Stallionclaw's eyes opened to a swirling black abyss. Cats in the middle of doing various things whizzed past him, paused as if frozen in time. There was a cat like him yet much older yowling as a badger tugged at his tail, blood halted in mid-air around them. Then another of the older look-alikes sped past, entwined with a younger Coyotehowl. Then another...looking sternly down at what Stallionclaw assumed was a kit version of Foxstride, and his father, Foulstep as a kit as well.
All these pictures seemed vaguely familiar to the new warrior, but he couldn't quite place from where. Another look-alike zoomed past him and he turned to watch its path. The look-alike cat was pinned under a huge black tom with red glowing eyes...No! Demonstorm! Stallionclaws eyes became unfocused, littered with horror as he recalled the events of the night of Coyotehowl's death. Then he shook himself, coming face to face with a lookalike. It wasn't moving, just standing right in front of him. He looked up into its eyes, mezmerized. Tentavely he reached out a paw, and as he did so, so did the other cat. Their eyes met as their paws did the same, and then Stallionclaw was in front of Coyotehowl in a flash of white. His eyes showed recognition now, and he grinned at her.
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Post by Squid on Jul 17, 2008 19:50:15 GMT -5
Having gotten tired of waiting for awhile, Coyotehowl had laid down, watching Stallionclaw as he entered the warriors den and gone to sleep. She sat up, knowing he would see memories of the past, and smiled when he was finally infront of her "Hello Stallionclaw" |
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Post by Amber on Jul 17, 2008 20:38:37 GMT -5
"You know, that IS an issue," he pondered thoughtfully (and aloud), "When we're together again and I have passed on, what ever will you to do? He was smiling teasingly. He didnt really care what she called him. "Coyotehowl, I am Stallionspirit, and I know it now. But...whatever feelings I had for you before, they...will go away upon me waking. DreamClan has shown me, that I will only be my old self in dreams. I...I think you ought to know, that if I--if Stallionclaw takes a mate, I still love you." He looked down at his paws, sighing. Then he looked up again, eyes meeting hers with a fierce determination burning in their depths.
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Post by Squid on Jul 17, 2008 21:43:03 GMT -5
"I know Stallionclaw is basically just you Stallionspirit, and I want my Grandson to be happy too, so whether or not he finds a mate does not bother me, but in dreams, I can see you" Coyotehowl smiled playfully all of a sudden "I wonder if we can still playfight like we used to in Dreams"
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Post by Amber on Jul 18, 2008 17:52:17 GMT -5
Stallionclaw grinned. "Theres only one way to find out." His grin turned to a smug expression as he struck a dramatic pose, then pounced. "Ha!"
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