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       #Post#: 22090--------------------------------------------------
       Re: slipping like feathers through my hands [p]
       By: crayola Date: August 17, 2013, 8:50 pm
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       "Saturnpaw," Gunshot tested the name. Definitely what he would
       be using: it felt wrong to call a different body by Neppy's
       name. Time stood still while Crayola tried to think of something
       to write. I've missed you." Simple and sincere.
       #Post#: 22093--------------------------------------------------
       Re: slipping like feathers through my hands [p]
       By: Lil Date: August 17, 2013, 8:54 pm
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       The caramel tabby put on a smile, reaching out to shyly touch
       his paw to Gunshot's. "I missed you, too..." He said softly.
       Ugh! He was such a softie!
       #Post#: 22096--------------------------------------------------
       Re: slipping like feathers through my hands [p]
       By: crayola Date: August 17, 2013, 8:57 pm
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       Aw. Gunshot wasn't the type to think it, but perhaps if he had
       been a casual observer with a different personality, he would
       have thought, how cute. Luckily, he wasn't. Glancing at the
       ground, then back up, he tried to overcome his embarrassment.
       Unable to do so, his next words were a whisper. "It was the
       thought of you that kept me going." Him and the Tribe in
       general, but that would ruin the moment.
       #Post#: 22101--------------------------------------------------
       Re: slipping like feathers through my hands [p]
       By: Lil Date: August 17, 2013, 9:04 pm
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       Saturnpaw blinked as Gunshot backed up. Did he do something
       wrong? Why did the messenger shy away from him?
       'It's the thought of you that kept me going'
       Those words got his heart fluttering. Did Gunshot love him? That
       would be...Great! That would make his day! No, his life! But it
       could never happen. He was probably saying that in a friendly
       way. With a sigh, he pressed against the ground.
       #Post#: 22103--------------------------------------------------
       Re: slipping like feathers through my hands [p]
       By: crayola Date: August 17, 2013, 9:07 pm
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       Gunshot's eye grew anxious as the apprentice hugged the ground.
       What was wrong? Had he done something? Was Saturnpaw creeped out
       by him, disliked him? What a horrible thought.
       "S-Saturnpaw? What's wrong? He tried to keep the worry off his
       face.
       #Post#: 22107--------------------------------------------------
       Re: slipping like feathers through my hands [p]
       By: Lil Date: August 17, 2013, 9:13 pm
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       He looked up at the ex-medicine cat apprentice with glittering
       green optics. The smallest of smiles played in his lips, and he
       lashed his tail once. "Your eye...It looks like the sun." He
       sighed. Wait. Why was he acting like a silly kitten? Ugh! This
       was going horrible!
       #Post#: 22130--------------------------------------------------
       Re: slipping like feathers through my hands [p]
       By: crayola Date: August 17, 2013, 9:23 pm
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       Gunshot squinted in confusion. What did that mean? "How many
       paws am I holding up?" he inquired, holding up a paw.
       He hoped Saturnpaw would say one: he did not want to be in love
       with a mentally ill feline.
       #Post#: 22135--------------------------------------------------
       Re: slipping like feathers through my hands [p]
       By: Lil Date: August 17, 2013, 9:26 pm
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       "Six hundred." He said in a joking tone. "No, I'm kidding. One."
       Sighing, he knew he had said the wrong thing. Dammit! Why was
       love so hard? Weird compliments, drama...Why did it have to be
       so hard?
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       Re: slipping like feathers through my hands [p]
       By: crayola Date: August 17, 2013, 9:29 pm
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       A smile of relief broke out on Gunshot's maw. "Good. I'd hate to
       love a mentally ill cat."
       #Post#: 22140--------------------------------------------------
       Re: slipping like feathers through my hands [p]
       By: Lil Date: August 17, 2013, 9:31 pm
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       "...What?" Saturnpaw said. What the f.ck? Did he say...Love? Oh,
       my StarClan!
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