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[Mama]

Briarfrost was slightly red at the beginning of their walk, one she'd requested when Wolfclaw had a bit of spare time. Of course, she doubted he felt the same, but it was a huge shock when the deputy actually came. 



Her ears were pricked ahead, and a light smile on the Ivyclanner's face. She was excited about this, but mentally the feline hoped it wasn't a flunk. What if he didn't like the stream, it all its Leaf-bare glory? To her, it was a gorgeous place.. but the tom might not think the same. 'No, let's not think badly of this.' she told herself, feeling a bit more uneasy. 



After a moment, she gave a sigh and released the bad thoughts.. for the time being. Glancing up towards Wolfclaw, she put the light smile back on her face. "How have you been recently?" Briarfrost asked, hoping for a little small talk to get rid of the awkward silence between the two.



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When all hope begins to shatter
Know that I won't be afraid

Mama

Wolfclaw

with large strides, Wolfclaw padded through the forest, his massive paws leaving large pawprints in the dirt as he walked, with Briarfrost at his side. The beautiful warrior had asked him to go on a stroll with her. He didn't know why she did so, but he had accepted. He was glad to go, even if he didn't let her know that.

His captivating gaze flickered towards her, noting her behaviour. She seemed a bit... nervous, maybe? Excited? He wasn't too sure, but he thought it was one of those. While he was glad to take a walk with the beautiful she-cat, he wondered what her reason was for requesting it. Where did she want to take him? Or what did she want to say to him? The thoughts and questions swirled in his mind in the single moment he had laid eyes on her.

His ears perked as she spoke and he looked at her once more, his eyes drawing from whatever was in front of him to her. He shrugged, surpressing a smile even if the kind female was a temptationt to, "Same old, I suppose." he said, his left ear flicking as his deep and masculine voice was released from his mouth. "How about you?" he asked, returning it.

Not long after their brief dialogue, the two had arrived at a place where Briarfrost stopped. Drawing his gaze away from her, the muscular feline's gaze looked all around them. He wasn't one to show it, but the place was beautiful. It was leaf-bare and, while it caused sickness and death, it also made some places even more beautiful than before. The dark trees were bare, without leaves, and the snow was nicely set along the ground, a few snowflakes drifting down from above. The river, thinly glazed over with ice, dazzled in the sun, reflecting its rays. It was definitely a spectacular sight. It was clear he thought the place to be wonderful and beautiful, even if he usually appeared emotionless.

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[Mama]

"Good, though the cold is sometimes an issue." She said lightly, blinking a few times as she glanced up towards him. Was there any emotion behind those words? Briarfrost could swear he was a little happy... unless she was dreaming it up. 'Well, he's the deputy, so he can't go around acting nice and cuddly towards all the cats, he's gotta be a bit strict.' The warrior thought, before giving a light smile. At least that seemed to be a good excuse, to her of course.

Looking back ahead, she could faintly see the river... and then it was suddenly there. All the winter in its glory, with the trees frozen and the snow as pure as a white rabbit. Her tail twirled up with excitement, and she couldn't contain her joy for the rather beautiful scene. Briarfrost had to try not to rush around and destroy the snow though, and she carefully stepped lightly over the cold frost. Her paws dented the surface but only left her small pad-prints, and she tried her best to keep light.


After a moment of silence for her to take in the new environment, she turned her head back towards Wolfclaw, who she could tell was just as amazed as her. "Isn't it gorgeous?" She mewed, more of a statement then a question. Briarfrost's eyes redirected back to the surface of the river, which was glossy and had small frosty designs on it. Leafbare brought sickness and death, of course, but it was a lovely event that opened felines' eyes, showing them their world in a whole new perspective. 


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[christicat15]

When all hope begins to shatter
Know that I won't be afraid

Mama

Wolfclaw

Captivating yellow eyes moved around the spectacular, white scene. The ice that froze over the river, the white snow on the bare trees, everything about it was beautiful. And he wasn't usually one to think like that. He looked at Briarfrost, her excited and happy behaviour and appearance enough to bring a smile to his stoic face, which was definitely a rare, rare thing. And Briarfrost herself was a beautiful thing to look at, with white coloring alike that of the snow, though he would never repeat those words out loud, not to her.

The muscular tom watched as the much smaller feline stepped onto the snow, her small paws leaving tiny dented prints atop the blanket of snow. Following her, the male stepped onto the snow as well, though he left much bigger, deeper prints. Though he had tried to step lightly, Wolfclaw was too large and heavy to leave a print such as her's, especially considering his paw size, which was massive in comparison to the average male.

He looked at her as she looked at him, his ears swiveling towards her as she spoke. At her words, he nodded briefly, his captivating gaze seeming almost kind. But he looked away as he realized that he wasn't being as stoic, that he was almost opening up, in a way. Recently, the two had hung around each other more and more and he didn't want to get too attached, or else he wouldn't be able to let her go, and that terrified him. He didn't want someone he cared about to get hurt, not again, not after what happened to his family. He swore to never let someone he loved get hurt again when he killed his father.

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[Mama]

Maybe it was compassion, or maybe it was something else that fluttered in Briarfrost's chest with his charming look. He seemed to be melting a little, and looked a bit more... relaxed. The expression looked good on him, and it gave him more emotion.. then the stiff, mono-tone face he usually wore. A concerned look went on the she-cat's pale face, and she looked a bit sad about the sudden change before turning around quickly.

Trying to push the feelings for Wolfclaw out of her head, she lightly padded towards the bank of the stream. It was frozen, yes, but there was bits of frost that had swirled into intricate patterns.. something she hadn't really seen before out of leaf-bare. A light smile went on her face, and the warrior's maw looked quite peaceful as she stared towards the bank.

After a few moments of standing, she took a deep breath before turning around. "Pardon me, Wolfclaw... but why do you tighten up so very often?" Briarfrost asked kindly, taking a step back towards him. She didn't want to come off as rude or nosy, but was more concerned then other emotions about this colossal tom. "You just don't seem.... happy."

She wanted to say that he looked much more handsome without looking all shriveled up, but she quickly swallowed the words. One, it would make him sound as if he's ugly not with a softer expression. 'He's not! ' Briarfrost told herself quickly, before going red with a slight shiver against the cold.

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[christicat15]

When all hope begins to shatter
Know that I won't be afraid

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Wolfclaw

The large male cocked his head ever so slightly as a sad expression appeared on Briarfrost's face. Watching her move and pad towards the river, he followed, a bit confused as to why the sudden change in emotion. Stone-hard muscles rippled beneath his dark fur as he stood beside the she-cat, his eyes on her rather than the beautiful scene before them.

He looked at her, a bit surprised, as she spoke, his muscles tensing as she stepped towards him. Listening to her words, an almost sad look flashed in his eyes as he pondered her question, his thoughts drifting back to his sister, his family. Their deaths, his cruel, merciless father. All of the memories flashed before his eyes, the blood, the claws drawing across them, their dead bodies. Pushing the memories and thoughts out of his head, his stoic expression returned to his face. He didn't want to open up to her, he wasn't going to. At least, he hoped he wasn't. Even if the two had just recently hung out more, gotten closer, he felt different about her than he ever had before. "It's just how I am." he said, guarded words per usual, his voice almost a growl, though she would know it wasn't because of her, really. It was more because of the feelings he kept down in his heart and refused to let out.

"That's because I'm not." he said, masculine-voiced words spoken almost under his breath, in reply to her last words. He hadn't even meant to say it, he hadn't wanted to. He had opened up, even if slightly. But there it was, and he couldn't take it back.

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[Mama]

Briarfrost flinched slightly at the last words, looking down as he spoke and giving a light gulp. She didn't want to make him sad... she just wanted to see him smile and maybe be a bit happier. Even before becoming deputy the tom looked a little upset.. was it her fault? Was she trying to drag him around, or was she too pushy? Maybe, maybe she was even annoying to the tom.

Meeting his eyes, his rather beautiful eyes, she forced herself to keep her voice smooth. "We can go back now, if you want. I'm sorry for bringing you out here." Briarfrost said softly, the feline's claws digging into the snow to keep her from crying. 'Don't be emotional, he's not happy! It's for the good of him!' she told herself.

Either way, she couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed, and after she was finished she looked back towards the ground and to her paws. She sheathed her claws quickly, before giving a light sigh as she moved towards and then past him. "Let's just go." Briarfrost murmured after a moment.

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When all hope begins to shatter
Know that I won't be afraid

Mama Hotcakes

Wolfclaw

The large male immediately regretted his words as he saw the sad expression appear on her face. Oh no... Had she misunderstood and thought he meant he wasn't happy because of her? His heart began pounding as he internally stressed, desperately wanting to know what to do to fix it, though his face didn't reveal the emotions beneath. He needed to fix it.

As the two met eyes, he could see the sadness. Seeing the tears welling in her eyes, his heart felt like it broke in his chest into a million pieces. He had done that. At her words, his heart seemed to drop. But... He didn't want to. He didn't know how to tell her that, perhaps he was too stubborn or prideful to, but he didn't want to go back, especially not like this.

Wolfclaw stood still, looking down at her, his mind spinning as he searched for a way to fix it. Then she murmured words, saying they should just go. Not moving and standing still, the massive deputy watched as Briarfrost moved past him and walked off, his gaze following her.

He felt an impulse to stop her, to bring her back and explain himself, explain why he didn't open up to others. But he didn't... His head hanging lower than usual, and tail dragging across the ground as he padded behind her, his ears flattened slightly.

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