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Post by .:-Aikoa-:. on May 2, 2009 12:02:18 GMT -5
Gaara nodded. He was glad she'd told him. That explained a lot. Well I can't exactly be mad anyway. He thought, remembering how Birdie had left him to sort out his troubles with Ashfire. He turned and looked at Foalan - or Flower Moon - and he smiled.
"It's nice to meet you." He meowed. He turned and looked at Birdie and his eyes softened. She hadn't even had a choice. It didn't matter to him that she'd had a litter before. All that mattered was that he loved her, and she loved him. He didn't care about anything else. Except your kits, right? The voice asked him. Gaara sighed inwardly. Yeah, well, that's another story for another time. he thought glumly.
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Post by Brambleclaw on May 2, 2009 14:43:16 GMT -5
"How are your sisters?" Birdie asked with relief.
"I go by Foalan now. I prefer a wandering life, but sleep in a padded box in a twoleg backyard. They feed and pete sometimes, but I am mostly a loner. Little Runner now goes by Millie, and she lives with twolegs. Chickweed is called Hattie I think. I don't see her much anymore." Foalan said with a smile, glad to see her mother had found a good tom to be with. She deserved it.
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Post by .:-Aikoa-:. on May 3, 2009 9:35:12 GMT -5
Gaara listened intently, wondering what Birdie's other kits looked or acted like. He wished he knew more about her past, but then again he knew enough. He'd never told her anything much about his history, but then again what would she want to know? After all, he'd already said what made him liable to have Birdie angry at him. Anything else wasn't exactly important. Not in his mind anyway.
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Post by Brambleclaw on May 3, 2009 11:53:47 GMT -5
"But that isn't what I wanted to ask you about. At fourteen moons I need to get some help. I am having the most wonderful tom's kits." She said with a lovestruck sigh. Birdie nodded but said nothing at first. She thought about what her daughter needed. Shelter and a caretaker, but was her mate going to provide? Not by the looks of it.
"What is the tom's name?" Birdie finally asked. Love filled her daughter's eyes.
"Renegade."
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Post by .:-Aikoa-:. on May 3, 2009 13:50:19 GMT -5
Gaara stiffened. He stared at her with wide eyes and he felt as if he were choking. What had his brother done to the she-cat? But then again he never was principally the harshest cat. He thought.
"He wouldn't happen to be a big tabby, would he? Hangs out with a smaller tabby she-cat named Chaos?" He asked with a frown. He wasn't surprised that Foalan needed to come to them. After all, Chaos would never allow Renegade to take care of a mate and kits when she needed him for her plans.
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Post by Brambleclaw on May 3, 2009 15:31:13 GMT -5
"There is another cat he loves?" She asked in disbelief, feelig hurt. He obviously didn't care about her and that was why he had sent her away. Not because he worried of her, but because he loved someone else. Why hadn't she seen that again?
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Post by .:-Aikoa-:. on May 3, 2009 15:37:01 GMT -5
Gaara snorted.
"Hardly. He just listens to everything she says. She's his sister." He clarified. So Renegade was the father of his mate's kit's kits. That seemed very odd. He wondered what Renegade had done to convince Foalan he loved her. He never was the coniving sort... He thought.
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Post by Brambleclaw on May 3, 2009 18:38:45 GMT -5
Foalan sighed, relieved. She knew he had meant every word, and that he loved her. She loved him to the end of the earth, and was sad not to be able to see him again.
"I've never seen her. Are you sure?" Foalan asked, puzzled. For a cat he always listened to, she wasn't around much.
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Post by .:-Aikoa-:. on May 3, 2009 18:50:37 GMT -5
OOC: man now I wish I could rp Renegade and Foalan together XD
Gaara sighed.
"Yeah, I'm sure. I know them both pretty well." He meowed. He decided not to say anything to upset Foalan. He didn't want her to know her mate was a murderer. Better that her kits had good lives with a loving mother who didn't have their father's shadow weighing on her shoulders.
"But I guess it's not a surprise you haven't seen her. She's really impaitent and tends not to like being around Renegade that much except when she needs him." He sighed.
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Post by Brambleclaw on May 3, 2009 18:55:17 GMT -5
[[Your wish is my command]]
Foalan purred.
"I meet him one last time tonight, before he goes off. He sent me on my way and told me it wasn't safe around him, so I figured it was safe with Birdie." She didn't refer to Birdie as mother anymore, because was she really a mother? She didn't love the kits, hadn't wanted them, nor visit them after they had gone their separate ways. What kind of a mother was really like that?
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Post by .:-Aikoa-:. on May 3, 2009 19:13:57 GMT -5
Gaara wished he could feel safe about Foalan wandering off to talk to Renegade. He wanted so badly to tell her to not go, to tell her the truth. But he felt somewhat protective over her - perhaps for Birdie's sake - and he didn't want to hurt her.
"I see. Make sure you get rid of my scent then before you meet him. We don't get along. Especially Chaos and I." he meowed, narrowing his eyes. Whatever Renengade found out he would tell to Chaos. If Chaos found out about Foalan's relation to Gaara... if she cared about such a distant one... well, he feared for her.
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Post by Brambleclaw on May 3, 2009 20:16:45 GMT -5
Foalan nodded but didn't think much on it.
"How far along are you?" Birdie asked in a somewhat friendly tone.
"Almost two moons, but still tiny. And starving, twoleg food doesn't cut." She said with a sigh, turning to leave. "Time to go, but take care!" She said with a smile, padding away quietly. Birdie looked at her mate in silence.
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Post by .:-Aikoa-:. on May 3, 2009 20:19:33 GMT -5
Gaara watched her for a moment and prayed that she would return. He turned to Birdie and sighed.
"I'm going to go hunt. Be back in a bit." He meowed.
OOC: Want to make a seperate thread for Renegade and Foalan or just RP 'em here?
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Post by Brambleclaw on May 3, 2009 21:04:24 GMT -5
[Here, I'm lazy...]]
Foalan walked through the moon-washed fields, looking for the familiar she had acquainted as her mate. Smiling, she continued to look around for Renegade.
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Post by .:-Aikoa-:. on May 3, 2009 21:09:07 GMT -5
OOC: Soo... what mood we settin' here?
BIC: The tabby tom looked over his shoulder and frowned. Without another look he padded into the clearing and raised his tail in welcome.
"Hey, Foalan." he purred, padding up to her and gently touching her flank with his tail tip. He smiled at her softly.
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Post by Brambleclaw on May 3, 2009 21:13:21 GMT -5
[[Both really love each other... Or he is only tricking her... you choose... I prefer the first...]]
Foalan smiled, purring and nuzzling Renegade softly.
"Hello, darling." She said with a smile, feeling increasingly happy. She looked at his handsome figure, washed in moonlight, and sighed.
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Post by .:-Aikoa-:. on May 3, 2009 21:15:54 GMT -5
OOC: Alrighty then. Your wish is my command. XD
BIC: Renegade smiled and nuzzled her back.
"I'm glad to see you. But I can't stay long, alright? Things have... gone wrong..." He sighed, shaking his head.
"But enough about me. How are you doing?" He asked, licking her ear gently and purring as he took in her sweet, sweet scent. He hoped that she hadn't followed him after all. He had done his best to outwit her, but it was never easy.
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Post by Brambleclaw on May 3, 2009 21:19:10 GMT -5
Foalan was about to speak when she felt a contraction. The clever cat had planned carefully, in case this had happened. It meant he could at least see his kits once. She smiled, laying down and sighing.
"I think they're coming." She said with a purr of joy.
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Post by .:-Aikoa-:. on May 3, 2009 21:30:16 GMT -5
Renegade's eyes widened.
"Huh? What're you talking about?" He asked.
"Are you Ok?" He was instantly alarmed as she layed down. He crouched over her and sniffed worriedly.
"Pff you're such an idiot." He stiffened and didn't move, his limbs frozen. He turned slightly, his eyes wide, to see his sister smirking at him, the faint starlight scattering upon her dark, mottled tabby pelt.
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Post by Brambleclaw on May 4, 2009 6:47:04 GMT -5
Foalan blinked, looking up at the she-cat. She was probably Chaos, his sister.She was very small indeed, but had a beautiful pelt in the stars. Foalan smiled in a friendly voice.
"Hello, you must be Chaos."
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