.In Awe.

[Goldenblaze]

((Sure! I thought there were going to be two though, and myself and Blazekit or someone I forget who they were were getting one each? -is confused-))

She smiled gratefully to the new cat, obviously blind. But the strong feeling she could scent on her coat knew Snowstripe was approaching. Thank you, newcomer. Congratulations, to you as well, for your new kits! Snowstripe said proudly, tail flicking. I be Snowstripe, a warrior here. What may be your dubbance and rank..? Questioned the black and white she-cat with a gentle smile

[Goldenblaze]

((I thought you meant Blindstep! But yes, I was planning on Snowstripe having kits or something or the other. But you may definitly have one!! ))

[Blindsong]

She turned those blind eyes on the pair with a gentle chuckle, rising to her paws to greet them fully.

“I go by Blindsong, and as soon as my kits are born and reared, I shall be returning to my Warrior position.”

A blind warrior? Hard to imagine, but these cats didn’t know Blindsong before her pregnancy. There was a rare cat that could match her in speed, and most viewed her blindness as a weakness.

To her, it was a strength.

[Her name's Blindsong now, but of course I would like to RP one. ^^]

[Goldenblaze]

((I knew that.. ))

The she-cat smiled to her. Yes, I'm assuming you would. However, were you a warrior before hand? Of a different clan, before you came here..? The she-cat had said 'return', which meant she'd been a warrior before. Oh how the she-cat was a mystery, but Snowstripe didn't have to know her before to know she had a power lurking behind those milky white eyes, to know she wasn't at all helpless as she appeared to be.

[Blindsong]

[*falls over* *laughs* Her eyes aren’t white either, they’re green.]

“It was a pseudo-clan, a bit different than this one. But yes, I did indeed hold onto the title of ‘Warrior’.”

There was grace in her movements, every step even and made with the utmost care. She stopped near the two, settling herself and trying not to look too awkward when she sat down.

[Shadow Spirit]

Dragonpelt scooted over a bit to give the she-cat room to comfortably settled her bulging belly.

"As you may have guessed I am Dragonpelt and Snowstripe here is my mate, no doubt you heard that!" he said, this time not supressing his laughter.

[Snowstar]

She narrowed her eyes and a small grin crossed the she-cats features as she lightly bumped against her mate, laughing. Indeed, nobody can claim they didn't hear that. She admitted, smiling shyly.

[Blindsong]

Blindsong laughed to, a warm sound to her two new clan mates. A mate was a dear, dear thing, and if something came to cause one to be lost…

Pain filled the she-cat’s expression, and she dipped her head a bit. Her mate. How she missed him, day in and day out. She felt the void in her heart weep, filling her senses with loss as painful as if it had just happened.

[Bovine]

Brindlepaw looked from the new apprentice to her mentor and Dragonpelt....mates, eh? She knew that was coming....kits would probably come too, if so, she would treat tem as if they were her own siblings. She also noticed that the new couple were talking to a newly arrived Queen. She looked back to the timid apprentice and gave him a quick friendly lick before bounding off, calling behind her, I'll be back soon.

Sitting by Snowstripe, she noticed the Queen looked close to having her kits, her belly heavy. Brindlepaw prodded her mentors belly with a joking paw, as if saying, That'll be you soon, eh?, not stifling a chuckle. Her ears pricked at the sound of a heavy inward sigh, made by the blind Queen...turning her head, Brindlepaw noticed a look of sorrowful pain on her features.

[Snowstar]

The she-cat narrowed her eye and she smirked at the apprentice, and with that her apprentice was received with a soft and playful swat across the forehead between her ears with the tip of the ash colored tail. She was almost glad the queen couldn't see Brindlepaw.. She had a feeling Brindlepaw was making fun of both of them. The sigh from Blindsong made her look up at her and quirk her head with concern. Is everything okay?

[Blindsong]

Surprised, she jerked her head up, ears flattening uncertainly.

“I’m fine. Just…remembering someone I lost.”

She turned her head to look away, crouching down as well as her swollen stomach would allow. Oh yes, she was indeed very close to her due date, and each day that past she sunk more and more into sadness.

Maybe the birth of their kits would cheer the heartbroken she-cat up.

[Snowstar]

I know what it's like to lose someone.. It's hard. She was thinking along the same lines of her. I hope you cheer up when your kits are here. Kits are something to celebrate, however. Not something to mourn.. Even if they were of a dear one. She'd guessed at her past, leaning over to touch noses with the she-cat, a sympathetic gesture.

[Blindsong]

“He was…all I had left.”

Blindsong sighed, and then sat up again, wincing slightly as she felt the kits move within her.

“I live on so that they can have the future he dreamed of.”

[Snowstar]

She raised a brow. ..Just continue living for the kits? My dear, there are reasons to live, just as there are no reasons for death. Continue to live, for there's no reason to die when there's more than one reason to live. Said Snowstripe softly with a smile, flicking her tail, hoping that was enough reasoning for the blind cat to see that. Live because your mate wanted you to; do not feel obligated, just because you are bearing kits.

[Blindsong]

“I wish it were that simple.”

Blindsong smiled; the void in her heart not as unbearable as it had been the moment before but still painful.

“I will do my duty, live for my kits and for this clan.”

But would her heart ever mend? Time could only tell with that.

“And thank you, Snowstripe. You are a kind fela, and I’m proud to call you clan mate….maybe even friend.”

[Featherstar]

Featherstar padded over to Snowstripe, Dragonpelt, and Blindsong, Congratulations you two! I'm quite excited at what this might bring. She meant kits. She really wanted some kits in the clan that were actually born in the clan again. All these new warriors were awesome, but they were born rouge, in another clan, or somewhere else. Having actually kits born within StoneClan's nursery once again would be great.


//Cool. I figured that was coming. After they met they pretty much became attached to each other.

[Shadow Spirit]

Dragonpelt looked tentatively at his mate as she mentioned losing another. He wasn't really sure who she was speaking of. The greeting and kind words from Featherstar brought him out of his slump.

"Thank you Featherstar, we hope to raise fine kits one day..but for now this is good enough..." he said, loooking fondly into Snowstripe's eyes and nuzzling her face.

[Snowstar]

The she-cat smiled brightly to the leader, tail flicking with acknowledgement to her words, simply glad she wasn't being punished. In fact, she was being praised! Snowstripe dipped her head in a firm nod. Indeed, Featherstar. However, I'd like to enjoy our relationship before my time is completely consumed by young kits, as much as I'm looking forward to them. But I hope them be a great addition to the clan. She smiled to her mate and dipped her head to him, allowing him the nuzzle. Snowstripe looked to the blind warrior. No, thank YOU for your kind words to me. I hope my knowledge makes even a bit of sense; i've never been talented in the common sense department. She said with a laugh.

[Featherstar]

Now I wouldn't say that, Featherstar laughed. Snowstripe was a joy to be around. She also was a talented warrior. Snowstipe, would you please accompany me to my den, I have something I need to talk you you about. Featherstar turned from the gathered cats and trotted silently over to her den. She stepped inside and settled herself down on her bed of moss and waited for the ashy she-cat to follow her.


//You start the post in the leader's den. I want it to be a surprise, for you and Snowstripe. I wonder what she has to say.

[rayheart]

Lostpaw was feeling completely overwhelmed, seeing so many new things at once. His new home was quite frightening at the moment. His wide blue eyes surveyed the scene of multiple cats, all of whom he did not know. Featherstar had now completely disappeared at that was the last straw for him.

The blue-grey kit edged around the crowd, keeping to the shadows. He knew he would be back, but not until things settled down and Featherstar came back. With a little mrow, Lostpaw leapt out of the Camp, unsure of where he was going.