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[Luna]

Luna padded sadly through the tall grass and cattails, reaching the narrow bank of the river. Her heart ached. She totally had messed up with Rebellion. They grew farther, and farther apart. She sighed, her head hanging in defeat. He hated her. "What have I done?" She snarled at her reflection, a small tear dropping into the gently lapping water. She didn't blame him for being furious with her. She sorta had been spying on him, but not purposely. "If I could," she growled, "I would take away everything that happened, just to be back with him." She hissed quietly, squeezing her eyes shut. Luna was very fond of him, that her heart ached. When she saw him, her belly was filled with butterflies. She loved him even more now, wishing him back.

[Dove]

Dove lingered around the territory for quite some time, wanting to find the place of her old den. It was funny how a couple moons away from her favorite spot could mess up her mind, causing the tabby to forget where she lived in the past. She paused in her walk, catching the presence of another cat nearby. Even though Dove was a Royal, she did still see herself as a peasant, but she did not try to carry that look across.

She came across a she-cat who looked like she was able to rip her throat out, but Dove still decided to come up to her. "If you took away everything for a tom, you'll end up being nothing." she giggled, approaching. "Deathclan has no time for cats who are too busy with their love lives rather than with the business of the clan."

She then shifted herself to flop down on the ground, testing if the cat would strike or not, smiling. "I'm Dove, and you are?"

[Luna]

Luna." She meowed, flicking her ears.

[Dove]

She carried her smile, glad that Luna did not even attempt to harm her.

"Are you okay Luna? You look like you've been dying inside." 

[Luna]

I suppose I have." She meowed, her head lowering in defeat.

[Dove]

Dove blinked, unsure of what to really say. Try to help this cat out, or make her know her place.

"Look. I do not know you, and you do not know me, but if Drought were to find that there was a weak cat residing in his territory, that would be the end of them." She got back onto her paws, head tilted.

"Do you want to talk about what's bugging you?"

[Luna]

I don't know. Do you really want to hear?" She meowed before adding: "and I'm not weak."

[Dove]

She rolled her eyes. Okay, so maybe she was not weak.

"I offered, so sure. Story tell away."

[Luna]

Well, this Tom I met, I really like him but he's attached to another cat, and I keep angering him out of problems."

[Dove]

She rolled her eyes, wondering why cats seemed to moon over one another. Get a grip. "Have you told him your feelings?" she asked quite bubbly. "Because if he knows and doesn't like you back then. . . well, I don't think anything's wrong with you, but maybe we should try splitting him and his lover apart." she suggested on the edge of her seat.

[Luna]

Well, earlier today I quit with him." Luna meowed. "I still like him, but I'm going back to my clan cat self." She added, standing to pad away.

[Dove]

Her fur bristled when Luna said her last line. "You're going back to the clans? Don't you know what a mistake that'll be?"

[Luna]

(Whoops I meant like my old self, as in like snippy and stuff. To act like a real cat)
Luna glared at her. "Who would dream of joining those forsaken kittypets?"

[Dove]

She smiled, acknowledging that the heart broken peasant was still loyal to Deathclan. "So what do you wanna do?" she asked, bouncing up and down. "We can go and mess with the fish in the river or something."

[Luna]

Sure! We can catch lots of fish and then throw them at cats as they walk by