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Post by >>BLACKiE! ]} on Mar 19, 2008 13:04:42 GMT -5
The two cats made their trek up the ridge. Once at a ledge in which they were sure they would not topple over, they settled down, pelts brushing against each other. If you looked at them, you could tell that both of them were rather anxious and unsure of what to do in the current situation. The scenery was more for two cats head over paws in love -- not two cats who were just beginning to love each other.
The moon shone brightly overhead like a pearl inlaid within the vast black expanse known as the sky, its double shimmering with slight ripples in it in the midst of the lake. The stars overhead twinkled, each and every one a warrior of StarClan overhead, watching the Gathering down below on the Island. A chilly leaf-bare wind whistled through, singing a mournful dirge for the leaf-fall that was now gone, taking its bright and rich colors with it.
"Well, this is lovely, isn't it?" Pebblepaw murmured softly, unsure of what she was saying. She was aware of Viridianpaw sneaking glances at her every once in a while, although she herself was guilty of doing the same thing to him. The warmth felt good, that was true.
"Mhmm." Viridianpaw's answer was more of a noise than word, since he didn't exactly trust himself to speak again in case he had another disastrous incident like what had happened back in Camp. He couldn't exactly trust Pebblepaw to always understand what he said.
Well, there was one word to describe this situation. Awkward.
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