BUNNYSKIP
Thunderclan Warrior
No matter how many times Bunnyskip ended up here, she always felt as if Starclan themselves were winding and twinkling around her paws. Wind buffeted her fur and the young warrior shivered. Part of her knew very few cats would miss her being out of camp so late, and yet something still felt so risky about slipping out at night to be with Pagan. The gentle rush of the water drew her attention as she waited, sitting among the shelter of the abandoned fox den.
Over time, it had become overgrown and mossy, with flowers growing in and around it. Little patches of lichen that almost seemed to glow littered the entrance and inside like stars, and pawsteps pressed into the starlight moss on the ground detailed her previous nights spent here with Pagan. The dilute calico molly couldn't help but smile, electricity fizzing around her whiskers as she noticed lightning bugs beginning to emerge, hanging over the river creating a beautiful map of light upon the surface.
Her eyes shimmered in the twinkling light, a dreamy sigh escaped her lips, and her tail curled over her paws. As an apprentice she had found it hard to come here at times, her heart had been trying to hold her back, but since becoming a warrior she had felt more capable than she ever had. Of course, she was still no normal warrior, but Bunnyskip was finally beginning to feel that she could do more.
Pagan truly brought out the best in her. That much she knew.
Bunnyskip wished they could be together forever. Finally hearing the grasses start to rustle, the little she-cat's head lifted and her ears perked up with exhileration. Her smile widened, and she stood preparing to greet her non-clan crush. She had such exciting news to tell him tonight. She was finally a warrior! Bunnyskip knew that non-clan cats sometimes struggled to understand the significance, but she knew Pagan would understand.
"Pagan!" She greeted enthusiastically.
BUNNYSKIP
Thunderclan Warrior
Bunnyskip's face lit up at his praise, and her cheeks flushed as a purr overtook her. Her entire body vibrated with the intensity of it, and she couldn't be happier. Her heart felt so full as she gazed up at him, the molly, whilst still small, had grown into a fine young she-cat. Her body had lengthened, but she still regained her chubby physique, her curly fur only accentuating her more stocky build, more typically seen on kittypets instead of clan cats, but there was no doubt her heart was wild.
As their muzzles pressed together, Bunnyskip twitched her whiskers, pressing her nose into the fluffy fur of his cheek, rubbing her head down the side of his face as she felt his purr vibrating against her.
"I wish you could have been there too..." The pretty she-cat mews, winding herself around him. She wished she didn't have to worry about being ostracised from her clanmates as a result of her finding love outside of her clan. Her ears pin back with sorrow as he expresses his sorrow about being born outside of the clan.
"It would be easier, but...that means we wouldn't have had so much fun sneaking out together, and...and...we probably wouldn't have ever found this place..." Bunnyskip smiles at him warmly, "...Besides, you... could always join me in Thunderclan...?"