Dayfall
Windclan Warrior
The ginger tom was quickly making his way through Windclan territory, grumbling curse words under his breath with his bi-colored ember eyes narrowed. He was a couple of minutes late, Dayfall hoped that Beakrose didn’t think she was being stood up. He was ready to get ready to leave camp until his father asked him to watch other Airkit and Wolfkit while Peppernose took a moment to stretch her legs. While Dayfall listened to his father and watched over his little sisters, he also grew inpatient and was about to say that he had some sort of emergency to attend to until Peppernose arrived at the last moment. Things hadn’t been easy since Wildclan was divided, Dayfall held resentment towards Pinepaw ever since his eldest brother decided to side with Sandadder and joined his followers in leaving the camp. He thought his brother was selfish, wasn’t thinking logically and was dividing his family.. As if Tinyflame’s passing didn’t take an emotional toll already.
Shaking his head for a moment to clear his thoughts, now wasn’t the time to think about the drama going back home. Right now he was going to see his best friend. Dayfall gave no information about the civil war happening in Windclan to her, or the real reasoning. After all, her mother Wildstar was the main reasoning why there was such an explosive fight within the meeting in the first place after Sandadder accused the Thunderclan leader that she ‘killed’ Dayfall’s grandfather Wolfstar. It didn’t matter to the ginger tom, it was in the past. The whole meeting was pointless in the first place, and it left Windclan full of tension from both groups.
His expression soften when spotting Beakrose waiting nearby their usual rock. The two felines always met in a neutral spot, the two usually getting away from their responsibilities from the clans and escaping into their own world. A smile appeared on his lips when he bumped his head into Beakrose’s shoulder and a loud purr escaped him “I’m so sorry that I was late, I had to babysit my little sisters” Dayfall explained, as he generally felt bad that he had made her wait. He couldn’t help but be in awe of his little sisters, how both of them were growing up so fast. It reminded him of his childhood with Pinepaw, how the two brothers were inseparable when they grew up. Letting out a small sigh through his nose, his eyes lit up when looking down at her “I got my warrior name a couple of days ago!” Dayfall said, and saw how her eyes lit up and he released a loud purr when nudging her playfully
“Sorry Beakrose, you were wrong.. I’m not Daymountain, but Dayfall” He chuckled, as the pretty molly always called him a mountain since he seemed to had inherited his father’s large size. Beckoning his head towards the territory, he wanted to go take a stroll with her. It had been almost a two weeks since their last meeting, as they had to make quick arrangements when both happened to ‘accidently’ see each other during the afternoon patrols. As if they didn’t volunteer themselves to go on those patrols at every moment they could. As the two began to pad towards the meadow, he looked towards her and pressed his nose towards her shoulder before a grin appeared on his face “How’s my favorite gal doing?” He questioned her, generally wanting to know how she had been since they last saw each other.
Beakrose |The Free Spirited of Thunderclan|
Pouting still when he mentions the fact that she now owes him a sparrow. “Fineeee since you won fair and square, you shall try sparrow on our next get together” Beakrose promises with a warm smile. He was too cute. Though she still could not believe that Desertstar wasted such an opportunity with naming him Daymountain, she would certainly have to talk to the Windclan leader about that whenever she is given such a chance. Glancing away briefly from the large ginger tabby, her gaze flickering over the trees swaying in the calming breeze, it was not until he paused them both does she look back over at him. Tilting her chin up slightly, arching a brow before he gently rubs his cheek against hers. Relaxing into his touch before scowling playfully at him, “You are just trying to butter me up” she jokes softly as he promises her rabbit even when she lost the bet. “No I lost. I’ll just have to win the next bet to try that rabbit” Beak stubbornly states with a shake to her cranium. What’s the point of a bet if he was going to give into her anyways? Such a gentleman.
Beckoning for him to resume their stroll, wondering what he had in store for them today. Beakrose found the large warrior adorable in how he loved to plan their dates and woo her, as if she wasn’t already completely smitten with the lad! Swinging their intertwined tails lightly side to side, humming a soft happy tune to fill their peaceful mood. Gasping softly as he pulls her even closer, her smaller slim frame pressing against his tall broad form as he kisses her forehead, her cheeks heating up tremendously as his lips linger against her skin before his sweet words caress her ears. Purring quietly, trying to contain her lovey dovey smile, she hated how much of a sap she was around him. Usually such words would not affect her coming from anyone else, but from him? She was always a ooey gooey mess when it concerned DayFall. “You sure know how to flatter a girl” she tries to cover up her girly swoon, clearing her throat as she smiles. Knowing she didn’t cover up her smile quick enough by the knowing smile of Day’s lips. “Shut up…”
Opening her mouth to protest the fact that flies would not enter her mouth, but quickly closes her mouth instead. Laughing softly as his hip bumps into hers knocking her off balance slight but not enough to fall over. “Lead the way my mountain man!” After several minutes of catching up and teasing one another they come upon a lake, the sun’s rays flickering over the blue water, causing it to shimmer pleasantly. “Oh wow!” Beakrose mutters excitedly to herself as she goes to approach the lake, turning slightly to look over her shoulder, ready to beckon Dayfall to follow, only to realize that he had been staring at her fondly the majority of the time. Grinning as Day realizes he has been caught red handed, just when she goes to tease him for staring, he calls her beautiful. Beak did not think she could ever get tired of hearing him say that, every time such a compliment escapes him, her heart would flutter in her chest. Biting her lower lip as she shyly looks at her paws as he kisses her temple. Day was being surprisingly affectionate, not that she was complaining at all!
Regaining her composure before allowing her pineapple yellow eyes to meet his two toned amber ones. Seeing the sincere honesty and love in his eyes brought a wave of emotions upon her. Standing on her tippy toes, her lips barely able to brush against his as she gives him a simple loving kiss. “Thank you” she breathes before allowing him to lead her closer to the lake before settling down. Snuggling closer to him as he pulls her into him. Feeling warm and protected with Dayfall around her, leaning her head upon him as she watches the small waves caress the stones. “Hmmm what else would be good decoration for a nest?” She wonders, secretly trying to weasel out just what he likes for a nest to make it feel like home. “I like hawk or falcon feathers in mine, though they are hard to come by” she offhandedly mentions. Subconsciously moving her smaller paws towards his, massaging her toe beans into his, loving being so close to him.
“Oh I am sure you did fine without me” Beakrose assures with a huff of laughter. Though she does nuzzle him, “But I really missed you too” Beakrose adds. Cuddling into her mountain of a man, purring as she felt comfortable and loved. Sitting here with Dayfall by the lake is all she needed. She was content and happy.