Hello, world. I'm not ready for you yet. (anyone)

[*-*Winterfrost*-*]

The red tabby tom exited the warriors' den, stretching and yawning as he did. His mediu long fur was touseled, but he payed no attention. His whiskers, half as long as they were supposed to be given that they had been singed off many moons ago, twitched as a tantilizing smell hit his nostrils. Lizard.... yum... Torchwhisker padded silently to the fresh-kill pile, but paused when he reached it as a bright shaft of sunlight hit him in the face. Blinking rapidly, he hissed softly and glared at the sun. "Well, good morning to you, too, world. I'm not ready for you yet." Then he picked up a lizard and sat down to eat.

[~All I Need]

ShadowClan Warrior

.i always needed time on my own.
.i never thought id need you there when I cry.
.and the days feel like years when im alone.
.and the bed where you lie is made up on your side.
.when you walk away i count the steps that you take.[/color][/size]

Dragonflyeyes was the quiet, yet cheerful sort. He always did what was best for his Clan, he waited until all was fed and hungry before he dared put a paw near the fresh-kill pile. But he was always haunted by Goddesspaw's betrayal. He had loved her... Worshipped her in his own, beautiful way. But she threw him away. Like yesterday's fresh-kill. Like a disease. She had used him to get closer to the Clan leader, but she failed... Her and her--her--her real mate had failed. They couldn't kill Dogstar. But Dogstar died not long after that. If word had gotten around to Goddesspaw, Dragonflyeyes couldn't help but bet that she would be thrilled. She disgusted him, but he still loved her with an aching loss.
"Well, good morning to you, too, world. I'm not ready for you yet."
The black tom glanced at Torchwhisker and again glanced around the ShadowClan clearing. Everyone that was present was already fed and warming themselves in the watery light. Dragonflyeyes couldn't help but tilt his head back and bask in the sunlight for a moment. A rusty, tickling purr bubbled in his lungs and he twitched his whiskers. All of the apprentices were out training with their mentors... The elders had been cared for. He could eat, maybe talk with Torchwhisker some. Who seemed to be in a foul mood so early in the day...
After nosing around in the well-stocked pile, Dragonflyeyes had picked out a fairly decent thrush and padded over to his fellow warrior. After pawing at the ground for a moment to soften the hard-packed dirt, the skinny tom sat down and took a small bite from his meal.
"So, Torchwhisker. Have any plans for today?" Dragonflyeyes mewed quite cheerfully.

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.do you see how much i need you right now.
.when youre gone.
.the pieces of my heart are missing you.
.when youre gone.
.the face i came to know is missing too.[/color]


{{Lyrics from When You're Gone by Avril Lavigne}}[/size]

[*-*Winterfrost*-*]

"So, Torchwhisker. Have any plans for today?"
Torchwhisker looked over at the other warrior, and in spite of his initial grouchiness, he managed a small smile. "Nope, not really. I was thinkin' I might sign on for a patrol, if one goes out later today. Maybe I'll go hunting. Dunno. How 'bout you, Dragonflyeyes?"

[~All I Need]

{{ ELECTRIC BLUE EYES }]
{{/color] WHERE DID YOU COME FROM }}

"Nope, not really. I was thinkin' I might sign on for a patrol, if one goes out later today. Maybe I'll go hunting. Dunno. How 'bout you, Dragonflyeyes?"

[/color]
The tom turned his head and stared at the other warrior with an odd, unreadable look in his unusal eyes. "I was planning on the same thing. But I wasn't sure if I was going to uphold that promise to myself. The Clan seems well-fed, how about a patrol?"[/color][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[ooc=Fiah]No muse at all! [/kills self][/ooc]

[*-*Winterfrost*-*]

"I was planning on the same thing. But I wasn't sure if I was going to uphold that promise to myself. The Clan seems well-fed, how about a patrol?"

The tom nodded, giving his ears a small shake for no real reason. "Sure, why not?" He wolfed down the lizard, stretched, and stood. "Where would you like to go? I'm not picky, really."

[~All I Need]

{ ELECTRIC BLUE EYES }
{ WHERE DID YOU COME FROM }

"Sure, why not? Where would you like to go? I'm not picky, really."

[/color]
Dragonflyeyes watched as Torchwhisker finished his lizard with famished gulps. The black tom took the few remaining bites of his thrush and pushed it away. He yawned, showing short white teeth and a flashing pink tongue. His stunning purple and green eyes seemed to glow like mutated amethysts in the early morning light.
"Maybe we should patrol the Thunderpath, make sure there's no extra Twoleg activity."[/color] The tom didn't bring up ThunderClan because he always hated the fact that the Clans had to always fight and compete. Why couldn't they just swallow their pride--no matter how humiliating--and accept help and forgive. What had happened to make these cats hate each other so much?
Shaking his thoughts away with a flick of his bent ear, Dragonflyeyes bent his head and licked his sleep-ruffled chest fur. "Whatever is fine with you is okay with me."[/color][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]