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If you want to shine like the sun, first you must burn like the sun ~ SunClan High Priestess
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Post by racer on Jan 30, 2021 23:16:44 GMT -5
"Are you ready?" Honeysplash leaned forward whispering into Goodgrief's ear slowly removing his paw from in front of her eyes. Spread out before them was, well quite the scene. The floor of the cave was covered in a plush fuzzy white material, bright red and pink pillows propped up around the edges of the cave. Red rose petals scattered across the soft flooring with a pile of soft covers forming a makeshift nest. Cinnamon mice lined of on a gray stone for them to enjoy. Little containers of brightly colored paints on leaves placed off to the side "Are you hungry? Or should would start by painting each other's paints" simplylight
winterclan's leader and mistakenly caught floaty thing
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Post by simplylight on Jan 30, 2021 23:28:46 GMT -5
Why? Why was she required to do this? And with Honeysplash?
Goodgrief put up as much of a fight as she could, but ultimately she was forced to go on this blind date. That didn't stop her from steering into every thorn bush possible on the way there. Unfortunately, whether it was due to Honeysplash's own stubbornness or that he was just that oblivious, they still arrived. The strong smell of cinnamon washed into her nose and almost made her sneeze. She flicked her ears irritably at his breath in her ear, but the real annoyance didn't set in until he uncovered her eyes. "What in the... What kind of massacre of butterflies and kittens is this?!"
The whole room made her blink with the sharp whites, reds, and pinks. "We are...painting?" This was already starting rough...
If you want to shine like the sun, first you must burn like the sun ~ SunClan High Priestess
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Post by racer on Jan 31, 2021 19:46:47 GMT -5
"Isn't it romantic" he purred pulling out the paints. Usually warriors only used warm colors, but he had also gathered pinks and purples. Honeysplash had been with a lot of girls, and usually they at up this sort of sappy nonsense "We needed to use fresh paint, because as we go about our date we will leave paint on the white that were be a memorial of this day"
Honeysplash took his paw and dipped it into the red pain and placed it onto the soft white "fur" covering the floor
