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Post by Flamefur on Sept 12, 2008 15:42:07 GMT -5
Eaglestar lay down in her den, the mossy floor warm and dry. The ginger and white she-cat remembered kitting on this very flooring after the Twolegs had attacked with the shiny metal pellets moons ago. Leafdapple was born then, along with Cloudwhisker. Her mind flew back to her mate Flyingheart. He hadn't been in camp for moons. Maybe it's time to let goo, Eaglestar thought sadly. He's gone. I must accept that. The memories flooded back to her. Now, she had no mate and her kits had no father. What should I do next, she wanted to meow. "Eaglestar, are you alright? You haven't left your den ever since dawn patrol." Eaglestar's son Cloudwhisker entered her den quietly, lifting his paws carefully and softly. "This is about Flyingheart, is it?" His mother nodded softly. "I haven't seen or heard from him in moons. I think it's time I move on." The long furred white tom closed his eyes and made a small nod. "My father is not worth your time if he won't bother to watch me grow up or help you out sometimes. I think you should find a new mate. You are still young enough to have kits, aren't you?" he tilted his head slightly and his eyes softened. Eaglestar hesitated and nodded. "Flamefur got over Hawkstar. I'm not saying he doesn't care about her anymore, but I should move on." Standing up more confidently, she said. "I need to be the best leader I can be!" Cloudwhisker took a deep breath and nodded. Flyingheart, thanks for the memories.
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Post by *Spanglestar on Sept 12, 2008 22:34:30 GMT -5
Flyingheart watched from StarClan, wishing that he could sned his beloved mate a sign. But he couldn't. He sighed.
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