Look down {Open}

[Spook]

Spook

A Loner without a cause

Look down. Don't draw attention to yourself. Speak when spoken to.
Look down. Don't draw attention to yourself. Speak when spoken to.

Utter mortification were the only two words that were running through Spook's mind. She had slowly woken up to tiny paws kneading at her stomach and a soft light coming in. Completely disoriented, the tiny femme looked around her and didn't recognize anything, not even the kits with her.
Her eyes widened expotentially the moment she realized where she was and what had happened. She had had the kits in Clannie Territory with Brownstar looking over her. She had passed out.

Utter mortification were the only two words that were running through Spook's mind. Looking around her, she didn't see any other cats and truthfully didn't want to. She didn't know what to do. Her breathing began to become heavier as a wave of panic washed over her. Where was Pumafang? Was he being punished? Was Brownsat going to cast them back into the forest. She didn't want to be the reason for her mate's demise.

Spook tried to stand up, but couldn't. Her legs were too weak. She wanted to call out, but couldn't draw attention to herself without becoming an exibit for the Clannies. The orange cat began to shake in terror. Then, she almost laughed. Here was Spook, trained by some of the most terrifying loners in the region, and second to Meer in the BloodLust loners. Now, she was sitting shaking, waiting for some pathetic little clan cats to decide her fate. It was too funny. She looked down at the kits and smiled warmly. She could be terrifying, but those kits were still hers, and she would melt every time for them.

[Cinder.and.Flightfall]

Puma

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fang

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Pumafang had just finished speaking with ThunderClan's deputy, Flightfall. Though the tom was very clearly displeased with Puma, a well-respected warrior, he agreed to talk to Brownstar about allowing Spook and the kits to stay in ThunderClan for as long necessary. Pumafang was grateful toward the slightly older cat and, with their conversation now complete, he made his way to the Nursery. He needed to check on Spook, on the kits. His mate had been unconscious when he and Brownstar brought her back to camp, and Puma planned on staying with her until she awoke again. He could scent her just as he entered the Nursery, a sweet, lovely scent that always calmed the normally temperamental cat down. He saw Spook instantly, awake and smiling down at the kits, their kits. The sight of this was beautiful, and a small, rumbling purr escaped his chest before Pumafang walked over to his family, lying down beside Spook so their pelts brushed together.

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"I talked to Flightfall, the deputy... He's going to talk to Brownstar later on, convince her to let you stay."[/color] Pumafang wished that Spook would stay in ThunderClan permanently, but he knew that the thought was selfish. She didn't belong in the world of Clans, but the thought of being away from her and the kits was practically unbearable. Maybe, one day, he'd be able to join his love in the loner territory, far away from Clan life and... Mentally he shook his head. Puma couldn't leave his brother, he couldn't leave Rivercreek here alone. His ice blue eyes flickered down to the three kits nestled against Spook's stomach. The largest, Maplekit, looked like Puma except that his pelt was a shade darker than his father's. The middle kitten had a pelt like that of the night, Eclipsedkit. As if the black kit knew his father's eyes were on him he squeaked softly, nestling closer to his mother. And then there was the youngest, the opposite of Eclipsedkit with her beautiful, snowy white pelt. Memory. Puma knew the meaning behind the name, knew the connection with Spook's past.

Gently he nuzzled his mate, turning his icy blue eyes onto her.[/color] "How do you feel now?"[/color] He asked with concern.

((Blehh sorry for the crappiness, still trying to find my muse for Puma))[/color][/blockquote]