badgerclaw - pleased to meet cha

[Littlewillow]

SHE SAID;;


hello mister, pleased to meet cha

littlewillow made her way through the cats walking out of the den, in small little throngs making their ways out to patrols and groups of friends. she was just trying to find badgerclaw before he left the den to go about his own day.

i wanna hold her, i wanna kiss her

her tired eyes betrayed her emotion, no amount of sleep or assurance of her ample time to do things was enough to push off the stress. yet, she was still spry...
when she wanted to be.

she smelled of daisies, she smelled of daisies,

" badgerclaw, please, can we talk ? " she rasped as she dragged herself to the tuxedo's nest. he was probably exhausted, but she was more than likely feeling a bit more. who knew ? atleast she still saw her love. this poor senior warrior never saw littlefeather anymore..
then again, not seeing her assured he didn't have to see her snuggling up to some other tom.

she drive me crazy, she drive me crazy

" badgerclaw.. it's so tiring.. seeing them.. being a warrior.. having nobody to talk to all in one. i just.. " she let out a mixture of a whine and a sigh.
" i just can't take it anymore ... "

GONNA TAKE HER FOR A RIDE ON A BIG JET PLANE ;;

[Badgerclaw]

[ho hey just came on]

"You can talk to me, kiddo." His words were soft, almost as soft as his large paws against the frosty earth. ".. Don't talk like that, dear.. Things'll get better, things always do." He mumbled, touching his nose to Littlewillow's forehead gently. She'd probably heard the whispers around camp, too. Was it just the fact that she was oblivious to it all until now? That would surely have added to what she was certainly going through, another thorn in her paw and weight on her shoulders.

Pain. It came in so many disgusting, unwanted forms, didn't it? Pain brought by tooth and claw was the first kind one thought of when presented with the word, correct? Soon after, followed the pain of heart matters. Whether it be watching the one you love with another.. or just waiting and longing, perhaps for a certain colour. Any form still hurt, though. Love always came with a toll. A toll no-one wants to pay.

[ ;-; ]

[Also, I've been learning Somebody that I used to Know by Gotye on guitar.. and mon dieu, does it fit Littlewillow ;-;]

[Littlewillow]

" i was once told bottling up feelings makes it worse. how do you want me to talk ? like a child ? happy ? energetic ? i will again, one day, but not in times like these. a bitter winter and a bitter mood clouds this area, not the feeling of a light, breezy summery season. " she meowed into the crook of his neck, her ears laying back and she held down a yawn.

" you say things will get better, but, badgerclaw, tell me. how long have you told yourself that ? how long have you told yourself she'd comeback ? i don't know how in this big world you cope. i sure wouldn't be able to. i mean, look at me. i barely cope as it is and my life is only a quarter as bad .. "

[Badgerclaw]

'I just hate hearing you all depressed and gloomy." The tom mumbled, touching the tip of his black and white tassel to the tabby's shoulder. "I've told myself that for quite a long time. But I have faith in her and I'm willing to wait." Badgerclaw's words were soft, as was his light, cucumber gaze. That gaze had seen too many tragedies, too. "Things will get better. It's an inevitable truth that we stare down, that we know and wait for. Just be patient." He was feeling marginally better in the past half-moon, after his attempt to grow those blue flax flowers, despite it being leaf-bare and freezing 24/7.