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She moved in a slower, more eased pace. Though she couldn't per say see the stars, she knew that night had gently fallen over the camp like an overly large and diamond speckled curtain —and finally she knew that she could let out the breath she had been holding. Literally. For as it passed her maw, it danced in white wisps across the night air, only illuminated by dim light of the moon; the only thing her blurry eyes could truly pick up at the moment. The night air hung cold and heavy against her body, making her shiver slightly and shift so that she was now sitting comfortably amidst the Firefly Field. Though she knew that there wouldn't be any Fireflies, at least not for some time. Galaxyripple closed her eyes only momentarily, before stirring at the sound of approaching paws.
Listening to the swish of movement, her head swiveled in the direction of the cat and she tensed her body. "Hello?" she asked in her quietly airy, and singsong voice.
I will reply to this in the morning with Dewsun. Replying now so I don't forget. If I don't by tomorrow evening at like 6ish then bump it and I'll defintely do it then!!)
Dewsun grinned, someone to marvel in his beauty. It would be a shame for him to deny the lovely cat the chance. "Ah, good evening, dearest. How are you tonight?" He took an uninvited seat beside the other cat, finally realizing who it even was, though not really caring. She was pretty enough, maybe she'd fit well at his side. Many hadn't and he'd tried but he wasn't about to go through life without his trophy lover.
She relaxed as it appeared to be one of her Clanmates, by the smell of it. And by his voice and his particular scent, she knew exactly who it was. Galaxymist moved over only slightly for the tom to sit beside her; given that she was a particularly small she-cat, he didn't need much room anyways. "Dewsun," she greeted formally with a whimsical tune to her voice. "I'm doing alright, tonight. Just enjoying the night. Its pretty warm tonight, given that its still partially Winter, isn't it?" she said with a small tilt to her head, a flick of excitement pricking her chest. Soon it would be Spring, and she couldn't wait to be able to properly hunt.
Dewsun grinned, someone to marvel in his beauty. It would be a shame for him to deny the lovely cat the chance. "Ah, good evening, dearest. How are you tonight?" He took an uninvited seat beside the other cat, finally realizing who it even was, though not really caring. She was pretty enough, maybe she'd fit well at his side. Many hadn't and he'd tried but he wasn't about to go through life without his trophy lover.
(opps sorry thought I replied to this but I guess I didn't)
Dewsun grinned, "not as pretty as you my dear!" The flattery was strong with this one. The tom leaned into her side, purred his words. "Though, I too will be looking forward to spring." He'd be able to show up his form more freely then! The warmth would help draw the cat's eyes to him, where they belonged.
Having already been accustomed to her own blindness for a very long time, the tortoiseshell's moony eyes wandered to Dewsun's own. There was a warm amusement there, something she hadn't felt in a long time. "Your charming," she said rather bluntly, suppressing a small laugh by feigning a paw to her mouth. Sitting straight again, Galaxymist added, "It's refreshing, though."
"Oh, are you just now realizing this? My dear, I am the definition of charming!" He flashed his bright white smile at her, the one that always drew them in. Was she laughing? Must have seen her own silliness at the idea that he was anything but charming. Yes, Dewsun thought, that must be it. She's not been exposed to him enough. He'd have to change that so that she could marvel in his wonder some more.
She held back a snort of amusement, standing from her perch and giving a small tilt to her head. "Oh, really now? I suppose I'll have to agree on that. I usually don't admit that someones charming to just anyone, so you better take that as a huge compliment," Galaxymist replied with a small wink and a softhanded giggle.
"Of course! What else would I take it as, my dear?" Dewsun flashed her his charming, white grin. Realizing that she was leaving he called out. "Until tomorrow? I shall wait here so we may bask in each other's light once more." Hook, line, and sinker! He had her, though he'd never admit it out loud. And she wasn't bad looking either. Nothing less for the most charming tom in all of FallClan.
She surveyed the spot where he stood, her milky gave dancing with a sort of amusement. Gosh, if Paintedpaw and any of the others found out she'd been giggling like some doe-eyed apprentice, they would surely tease her to the ends of earth. Galaxymist gave a little tilt to her head, waving her tail in a fluent sort of way. "Perhaps," she said with a flick of her ears. "I might just be lucky enough."
(Sounds good. We can go as fast as you want. I can't remember what our end game was for them though? Were they permanent mates? Or just a fling?)
Training an apprentice, to most, was an accomplishing feeling. For Dewsun, it was a challenge. Many didn't understand why he of all cats had been granted a young apprentice to train; not even one that just needed a new mentor but a newbie! Pearpaw was learning though, and faster than some his own age. It'd amazed them. But really they should have known better. Dewsun settled for nothing but the best. And he used his influence to precure him a loyal follower who understood that Dewsun truly was the best in the clan.
While training had ran later than he intended, the golden tom didn't let it worry him. He'd said he'd wait for her, but truthful he'd planned to show up a little late, let her wonder if he'd show at all. It kept the cats guessing, wondering, and him as their first thought. Sapphire blues scanned the area he'd sat in only the night before, searching for that silver pelt he'd only ever caught glimpses of before. As vain as the warrior is known for being, he would not hesitate to say this she-cat had caught his interest.
