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Post by кєηzι on May 8, 2011 14:00:30 GMT -6
Snakebite gave a curt nod to him in agreement. When he leapt at her, she was ready. The she-cat slid underneath him, grabbing his paws and knocking him over onto his side. She hit his stomach with her claws in, mewing, "If I had been an enemy, your stomach could have been ripped out." She continued, pinning down his back legs so he couldn't kick her. |
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Post by riah on May 8, 2011 16:47:31 GMT -6
"Right." Blackpaw muttered in agreement, and used his back legs to kick her off of him. Once she was off, he pounched on her, now pinning her to the ground. "I'm stronger than you think, mentor." |
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Post by кєηzι on May 8, 2011 16:55:56 GMT -6
Snakebite bite down on his paw and shoved him off of her. Him standing ontop of her just brought back memories, ones she wished she didn't have while training her apprentice. "But I'm still stronger." She mewed with a witty smirk, standing up. "That's enough for now, go back to camp and get yourself something off of the fresh kill pile to eat." The she-cat starting walking away to hunt, her strides long and graceful. |
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Post by riah on May 8, 2011 20:20:46 GMT -6
Blackpaw watched the shecat padding away for a few moments. Then, without another word, he headed off in the opposite direction to the camp.
Sleep..
[[End Thread]]
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Post by Bear on Nov 30, 2012 20:11:19 GMT -6
Snakebite glanced calmly after her apprentice as he moved with such grace back to camp. She managed to get her eyes stuck on his tail and stayed that way for a while until he disappeared in the bushes. Snakebite never averted her eyes from the green bramble bush, no, she still loved Blackpaw. But she knew she couldn't. He was an apprentice, she was his mentor. Maybe it wasn't against the warrior code, who knows? Luckily, her kit was safe in another Clan, and no one would find out that she was the mother and Blackpaw was the father... hopefully. Her paws pricked as memories shot through her of having sex with her apprentice. Moans and groans in her mind filled with pleasure and love. But it hadn't been love. At least, not really. Blackpaw didn't love her, she thought. But even though Snakebite had said they were done, even though she acted as if she didn't love him at all, she really did on the inside. She gazed at her paws as sadness clouded her thoughts, and she sat like that for a while, until finally her thoughts came back. Snakebite wanted more than ever to mate with Blackpaw again, to be with him forever. But that couldn't happen. That could never happen. Until he became a strong, lean warrior. She sighed as she thought the word "until." It was probably wrong. He didn't love her. At least, she thought he didn't. He never acted like he loved her. The sex they had given to each other was for nothing. He just wanted sex; that's all he wanted. Sudden anger shot through her and then to be replaced by just sadness when she realized all she wanted was sex, too. That was the main thing in her mind. She just wanted someone to love, someone to be with. But, of course, Blackpaw wasn't that cat. She was forced to break up with him, forced to not be his mate. Had that been wrong? Should she have mated with him that day she said they were done, instead of speaking those two painful words? She thought it through and through, until she realized she would apologize to her apprentice. She would mate with him again, and use herbs to get rid of her pregnancy. If that worked, she could mate with him whenever she wanted. And that was what Snakebite would do.
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