A Warrior Now

[Spottedheart]

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Dandyheart chuckled quietly and licked his paw again. He knew Russetwhisker was right but he didn't want to go back to camp yet, especially if Fizzletail was there. Suddenly a cool breeze blew and made Dandyheart shiver. He fluffed up his fur and looked around. New-leaf was here but at times it still left like leaf-bare. He glanced over at Russetwhisker. She still looked like the same kit that had a crush on him but she was much more mature now, and very smart. He looked away before she could see him looking at her and stood up. "I guess your right," he mewed," We better get back to camp." He paused and looked up at the sky. At that precise moment a large raindrop landed on his nose. He took a few paw steps, his paw not hurting anymore. "Bet I can beat you back to camp!" He challenged and started to run.

[Flamefur]

* Well, Middy's back I'm not gonna hold you to that first obligation if you don't want to, then. Dandyheart's a free man- he can choose for himself. xP

She dipped her head respectfully at her older friend's decision. As she raised her head, she watched a large drop of rain land square on his nose. She couldn't help but laugh, then, and let out a short giggle. At his suggestion to race back to camp, she caught herself almost scolding him about getting the cut infected- but he took a few steps and seemed fine. If he was going to have it examined anyways, he should be okay. Russetwhisker felt a breeze blow by her as Dandyheart took off, and she raced after him at top speed, her eyes full of laughter. "You may be older, but I was always the faster kit," she teased, her nose almost level with the tip of his tail now.

[Spottedheart]

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Dandyheart put on an extra burst of speed and emerged into camp a tails length ahead of Russetwhisker. His paw was stinging slightly from the run but he ignored the pain. He dropped his prey at the fresh kill pile and licked his chest fur. It was sticking up slightly from the run and the rain that was now falling freely. He lifted his paw and examined it. He made a note to himself to go to Vixen for her to take a look at it later.

[Flamefur]

Russetwhisker, her heart nearly bursting out of her chest with the thrill of the run, was still not able to catch up to her older counterpart. Her ginger fur flew forward as she skidded to a halt behind Dandyheart. She had picked up her prey as they ran by, and she now took the time to drop it in the fresh kill pile alongside her friend's. "That was quite a race. But don't think I'm done with you, yet!" Russetwhisker purred playfully.

[Spottedheart]

Dandyheart purred. "Oh really? What have you got in plan?" He playfully flicked her ear with his tail.

[Flamefur]

The playful teasing reminded Russetwhisker of their younger days. They were just kits then, young and foolish. Now, they were warriors. They were at their prime. And this was one of the best moments of her youthful life. "I don't have a plan," she purred proudly. "I'll go with my hunter's instinct." At this, she dropped into a hunter's crouch and jokingly pinned his tail down with her paws.

[Spottedheart]

Dandyheart chuckled and pawed at her ears gently. It felt nice to play and have fun even though he was a warrior. He felt the need to just be like a kit even for just a few moments. Dandyheart finally released his tail from Russetwhisker's paws and leapt on her, grabbing her scruff lightly between his teeth. "Ha!" he mumbled through her fur. "Got you!"

[Flamefur]

The past few moons had felt like such a blur- not that they had gone by so fast, but that they had been so distant. Russetwhisker was glad at the chance to frolic like a newborn kit. As her friend pawed her ears and leaped at her, she purred with laughter. She bunched all of her muscles, and in one swift motion kicked out her back legs, pushing Dandyheart away and spinning on the spot to face him, her tail swishing with mock anger as she chuckled back at him. "Not anymore, you don't!"

[Spottedheart]

Dandyheart purred and licked his chest fur shyly. "Fine. I give! You win Russetwhisker, but trust me I'll get you back," he smiled slyly at the russet coloured she-cat. Oh trust me, I will, he thought. Feeling his stomach growl Dandyheart looked over at the fresh kill pile. "Would you like to share some prey?" He asked.

[Flamefur]

Russetwhisker purred with laughter. She flicked her tail innocently and was just about to speak up when she heard the familiar sound of a growling stomach. Dandyheart's. His suggestion to share prey sounded great right about then- her stomach was on the verge of growling as well. "Sure," she meowed, trotting to the fresh-kill pile and glancing down on it. "Any preferences?"

[Spottedheart]

Dandyheart shrugged and glanced at the fresh-kill pile. "Hmm," he murmured,"How about that starling?" He suggested pointing at it with his tail.

[Flamefur]

Russetwhisker dipped her head in agreement. "Sounds good to me," she meowed, padding forward to retrieve the prey. She picked up the starling in her jaws and turned to face Dandyheart again. She dropped the prey in front of them and invited him to take a bite with a wave of her tail.

[Spottedheart]

Dandyheart leaned down and took a bite of the starling. His mouth watered at the delicious taste and a soft purr came from his throat. Swiping his jaws with his tongue he mewed,"It's goood."

[Flamefur]

Russetwhisker dove her head in and took a bite herself. Dandyheart was right- it was delicious! The warm, moist meat made it obvious that the starling had only been killed recently. "You're right," she purred. "This is great!"

[Spottedheart]

Dandyheart flicked his tail as he took another mouthful of the starling. Now? he thought to himself. After swallowing, Dandyheart opened his mouth and was about to ask his question but closed it again. He just couldn't sum up the courage to ask her. What if she didn't like him anymore? His eyes narrowing thoughtfully he looked up at the overcast sky.