Toby
He leaned into Gentlebreeze, accepting the ear lick with a purr. "You know I wouldn't let anyone see me." Toby relaxed a little more, relived that he wouldn't have to contend with any angry cats. "No one came to question me, they always think I'm out looking for herbs. "Good thing we met in a thyme patch!" Toby purred, his voice soft. "It should do a good job of masking my scent." He gently picked up one of the small stalks, and slipped it into her fur, enjoying the sweet scent. But when she pulled back, Toby's heart sank. Had he done something wrong?

Luckily, or unluckily, depending on which way he looked at it, it hadn't been something he did, or at least, not something he had done on purpose. As she looked away, he could feel his whiskers droop slightly. "I'm... I'm not sure. I thought we'd be able to do this for longer, but I guess that was a bit mousebrained of me. I don't want to leave you, Gentlebreeze." Toby tried to sound more cheerful, but his stomach had sunk practically down to his paws. "I can try going closer to your clan's territory, so you don't have to go as far out of the way." His mew was hopeful, but he could see that Gentlebreeze probably wouldn't agree. He flopped down rather dramatically into the thyme, rolling in the herb, making sure not a trace of his scent would be left on the territory.

"See, I can mask my scent just as well as any clan cat." His spirits had lifted a little, as he pictured how ridiculous he must look, sprawled in the herb patch in an attempt to bolster Gentlebreeze's mood.

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Gentlebreeze

"I'm... I'm not sure. I thought we'd be able to do this for longer, but I guess that was a bit mousebrained of me. I don't want to leave you, Gentlebreeze." Toby spoke, and his voice made her heart wrench with sadness. She pressed her muzzle back into his fur, a sad purr emitting from her throat. "I can try going closer to your clan's territory, so you don't have to go as far out of the way." he suggested, his mew hopeful. Gentlebreeze watched him with desperate eyes. A slight smile formed on her muzzle as he flopped into the thyme patch. "See, I can mask my scent just as well as any clan cat." his joy only made her heart hurt more.

"I love you too, you weirdo." she smiled softly, a mix of affection and sadness in her voice. She padded over to him, and laid down right next to the tom. Thyme leaves and sprigs were all in Toby's orange fur. He looked more like a herb than a cat at the moment. Gentlebreeze cuddled up next to him, breathing in Toby's scent. She relished it, hoping she could just lay here with him until she joined Starclan. His soft fur rubbed against hers as she purred.

She shifted, looking up at the sky. "Look, there's a mouse in that cloud." she pointed up at an oddly shaped cloud with a tail and round shapes that looked like ears.

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Toby
He curled up against Gentlebreeze, flanks rising and falling evenly as he joined her in gazing up at the clouds, watching the sun slowly plot a path across the sky, whiskers stirring in the slight breeze that cut through the woods, slightly scattering the bits of thyme that had been dislodged when he had rolled in the herbs. The heat of Sunhigh was beginning to lessen slightly, and Toby wished he could stay here, basking in the sun next to a cat he loved. He had half closed his eyes, having to squint a little before he could spot the cloud Gentlebreeze had mentioned. "It does look like a little mouse!" Toby glanced at one of the surrounding clouds, noticing one that looked something like a cat leaping across the sky. "It looks like it's running away from that cloud-cat over there!" Toby mewed a quiet laugh, happy, but knowing that Gentlebreeze would soon have to return to her clan.

Owlstar
The clouds had begun to darken, and Owlstar could smell the faintest scent of rain as he left his perch in the pine, landing on the ground amidst a small shower of pine needles. It was past time to award Palewind's prize, even if he couldn't speak with his deputy beforehand. He had moved the large fang into a out of sight crevice in the fallen tree that served as the clan's meeting place. Tail raised confidently, ears pricked, he made his way to the fallen tree, muscles bunching as he leapt easily up, claws out enough to keep a good grip on the bark. He spoke loudly enough to pierce through the daily noises of camp, his meow echoing a little throughout the clearing. "Cats of Pineclan! It's almost time for the results of the competition, and the prize." He sat atop the fallen tree, waiting as to give his clanmates time to gather around. Hawktalon and Gentlebreeze were still out of the camp, and Owlstar noticed Rustbelly in the clearing. He beckoned her forward with a slight flick of the tail, leaping down from the tree so he could speak without seeming pretentious.

Hawkstar had, at the hight of his power, spoken to his clanmates only from the clanrock, believing the other Shadowclan cats as below him. Owlstar would rather lose his teeth and claws to a twoleg before acting like that. "Rustbelly. Can you go find Hawktalon and Gentlebreeze? I'd like them to be back here before I give Palewind her prize and start the feast." He dipped his head slightly, a show of respect for one of his senior warriors, before resuming his place on the meeting tree. Hopefully the rain would wait until the prize-giving had finished, but the weather here was somewhat unpredictable, going from bright sunshine to rain quickly, especially this close to Leafbare.

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i adore toby sm ))

Gentlebreeze

She watched the clouds move with the wind. Her fur ruffled in the soft breeze. Her throat rumbled with a purr that never left her while she was around Toby. "It does look like a little mouse!" Toby meowed, spotting the cloud Gentlebreeze had mentioned. She felt so at peace, away from her duty as a medicine cat. Away from cats who always came to her for the least of injuries. Her flanks rose and fell with each breath. "It looks like it's running away from that cloud-cat over there!" Toby pointed out another cloud, while laughing slightly. Gentlebreeze caught sight of the cloud he was talking about. It did look like a cat, with ears, legs, and a tail. The flame pointed siamese laughed slightly. "You are such a weirdo." she purred teasingly.

She knew very well she would have to leave soon, but her paws refused to make any effort to get up. She glanced at Toby with loving blue eyes. "Do you think they'd notice if I stayed with you? Just for one night?" she asked, referring to her clanmates. She knew Morningecho was waiting in her den, but the she cats wound would be fine for the night.

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Toby
He batted at her playfully, an indignant mew leaving his throat. "I am not!" His fluffy orange fur was still littered with bits of thyme, which he began to pick out with his teeth, tossing small pieces to the side. He lay back down, still cuddled up against Gentlebreeze, trying to soak up the last few rays of sunshine before clouds fully covered the sky. "Do you think they'd notice if I stayed with you? Just for one night?" Toby paused his grooming, eyes widening in surprise. Was she serious? One glance at her face told him she was. His mind raced as he considered the possibilities. His housefolk wouldn't mind overly much if he spent the night out in the garden, as long as he returned to their nest the next morning. But Gentlebreeze's group would almost certainly have a problem with it. "Maybe? I think it might rain soon, so if you guys all share the same shelter or something, probably. But you've been successful so far, so I think you can! I'd love to be able to show you around the garden, it's small, but there's some pretty nice spots for napping." Toby smiled, green eyes shining with excitement.

//they are so cute together aaa
Going to bed, have school and stuff like normal so I'll be able to reply around 4-10pm lioden time pretty much all week

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Hawktalon

After running head first into another furry body, Hawktalon immediately got into her defensive stand, her lips curled to bare her teeth. The mouse was the last thing on her mind, her claws unscathed digging into the ground. "State you purpose on PineClan territory!" She spat, hackles risen. Her amber gaze focused on the near black Tom.

Sootpaw

Shaking off the dizziness from Hawktalon barreling into him as he hunted the same mouse he was after, he hissed in response. "I knew I smelled clan stink, I didn't think it would be that close." He was slightly smaller than Hawktalon, but still rose his fur in a fighting stance. As they both glared each other down, any moment potentially leading to a claw filled frenzy, Sootpaw stopped as he looked harder at the she-cat. Amber eyes, missing claws on her front left paw, a fading but still prominent scent of pine and snake. His yellow eyes widened as his fur flattened, his mouth near agape in surprise. "Hawktalon?"

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Gentlebreeze

She noticed his surprise, she'd kind of expected it. She thought about it herself. The clan wouldn't mind if she came back early? Right? It isn't like they'll be getting into fights anymore, at least she hoped. "Maybe? I think it might rain soon, so if you guys all share the same shelter or something, probably. But you've been successful so far, so I think you can! I'd love to be able to show you around the garden, it's small, but there's some pretty nice spots for napping." Toby mewed, his voice lined with excitement. "I have my own den, and I'm sure it'll be fine if I come back early." she purred. The siamese watched the dying sun, and the beautiful colors that filled the sky.

Maybe if she really wanted a future with Toby, she could try it. Gentlebreeze wasn't too sure though, part of her wanted to be with her clan, and the other.. With Toby. She looked at Toby, and nuzzled his soft neck fur. "Are you gonna lead the way? Or do you need me to help you find your way back home?" she teased gently, licking his chin swiftly as she rose onto her paws. She shook out her fur, which was now covered with the scent of thyme.

yea same with me, i'll be online like at 6-7 am LD time if I wake up early
and 4-10 pm LD time ))

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Nettlesnap

He eventually gave up and padded over to a corner in the camp, gnawing at his prey. Ears swivelled towards the leader's brief yet intriguing conversation, driving him into thought. Gentlebreeze? That was the medicine cat, right? She had helped with his and Morningbreeze's injuries. The tom huffed boredly as his interest in the conversation vanished in a flick of a tail, thoughts trailing off. What now? He glanced at Owlstar once more for any telltale signs of what was coming. Nothing.

He resorted to just watching the prey pile until somebody came and took the kestrel he'd hunted, paws itching the ground with anticipation.

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Palewind

The warrior sat quietly now grooming her messy fur once more. She let out a deep sigh as she looked around camp noticing especially after Owlstar had said something that Gentlebreeze and Hawktalon were nowhere to be seen around camp. She thought it might be a little odd but assumed Gentlebreeze had gone out for herbs and Hawktalon for prey. She shook her head, best not to put oneself in a position one does not want to be in. She told herself as she like her other clanmates were completely unaware of where Gentlebreeze actually was with Toby. She looked towards Nettlesnap debating going over and talking to the tom but had decided against it given that she thought he was upset with her.

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(Im on tablet and it keeps autocorrecting to nettleham )

Nettlesnap

His fur bristled at the familiar feelings of eyes on him. He had grown accustomed to being on edge in large clearings, a "skill" learnt from his time as a loner, when he always had to keep on alert for angry nofurs.
The bristling of his scruff prompted the tom to lift his head and look around. He opened his mouth for a scent and pinned his ears in frustration when he discovered the wind was blowing the wrong way for that. What use was a warrior who couldn't even identify potential threats?

Nettlesnap's brow furrowed and he re-focussed his attention to the prey beneath his unsheathed claws. He hoped palewind would come, but had no plan to go look himself. The very thought of it made his throat tighten, starclan knew why. He definitely didn't.

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Palewind

The she cat watched Nettlesnap for a moment waiting for the moment when she was sure she wouldn't be interrupting anything. When she was sure he wasn't busy the she cat trotted over to the tom. "Is your paw feeling any better?' she decided to ask. She was a little unsure of what to say to the tom but decided to lead with that. She looked at the prey under his claws tilting her head ever so slightly to get a better look at it. She wasn't too sure if Nettlesnap even wanted to talk to her, if not that was fine but she was still going to try.

I hate autocorrect sometimes lol///

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(I think my autocorrect hates me too)

Nettlesnap

His eyes lit up for a split second, surprised. He hadn't expected Palewind to actually appear. But that was great! 'Hurts a lot, but it hasnt fallen off yet so i think its fine.' The tom meowed, his tone light. Nettlesnap's head tilted, confused as to why the she seemed off. He would ask but he'd never been big on communication. He nudged the spare mouse under his paw towards her as a sort of offering, hoping that lightened the mood and made conversation. Small talk was horrible.

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(It probably does lol I think it hates everyone)

Palewind

She offered the tom a smile as she gladly accepted the mouse, it was small which was good considering they would be having their feast soon." That's good I was very concerned that it might." she stated with a laugh. She lied down next to the tom happily enjoying her small meal. "How was Morningecho? She seemed pretty clawed up." she stated as she looked at him knowing he had been in there a little bit ago made it easier for her to ask since the older she cat had gotten quite hurt during the exchange with the beaver. Though she was entirely unaware that Owlstar had spoken to her earlier in the den about the competition.

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(Autocorrect keeps making me say "Jim" :c i do not want Jim)

Nettlesnap

The tom purred, relieved at the conversation's change in tone. He scratched his paw pads over the grainy soil as he heard Palewind's question. 'She was fine, i think. Glared at me a few times.' Nettlesnap frowned, his black tail tip twitching as he recalled the unpleasant encounter with the older warrior. 'Definitely doesnt like me. Her loss.' The tom feigned a smile and flicked his gaze to Palewind to observe her reaction. He knew exactly why Morningecho disliked him and he would prove that old molly wrong, swear to starclan. If not- well, if not then there's no point even being here.

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(lol it tries to make me say jim all the time)

Palewind

The she cat tilted her head as she swallowed the last bite of her mouse." Well I can't understand why it's not like you did anything wrong." she was quite oblivious to why Morningecho didn't like Nettlesnap. She liked the both of them and she at least hoped the both of them liked her. After all Morningecho was quite nice to her so why was Nettlesnap any different? Her mind thought of reasons. "is it because you were a rouge?' she asked her ears falling flat to her head now, Palewind had been a rouge, but Morningecho seemed to be nicer to her? But why? Had Nettlesnap done something she didn't like? Had he said something she didn't like? She let these questions linger in her mind as she awaited the toms response. She really couldn't grasp why Morningecho didn't like him.

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