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If a cat didn't know any better, they would think that Gardeniasmoke was perhaps looking longingly at a cat in the distance. She had a dreamy look in her eyes, the kind that suggested love. However, she wans't in love, nor had she ever been. These were just the looks that she tended to give, ones that suggested that maybe she was a bit naive for the struggles she had seen. Next to her sat Lupinebreath. The two were very seldom too far away from each other, mostly because where Gardenia went, Lupine tended to follow pretty closely.
"Do you think there's such a thing as love?" she asked her brother, who she didn't realize was sleeping. He wasn't a snorer, and there was no way for Gardeniasmoke to see that his eyes qere closed, all things considered. "Somewhere, out in the universe? I sure hope there is."
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Post by uniqcrim on Feb 17, 2019 14:48:08 GMT -5
"Of course love exists." The tan elder had been sitting nearby, hoping to maybe catch a ray of warm sun in this horrifically chilly winter. Long ago, she had been Fallclan's medicine cat and early in those days she had fallen in love and her beautiful kits and grandkits stemmed out of the love in which she sacrificed her position for. There was a reason Truthlight had been her successor and she had rejoined the warriors. Now, she had an even better reason to be cranky and frank - old age. Not that she really needed one but cats seemed to put up with the graying she-cat a lot more now. "I sacrificed everything I had for love and I don't regret it. I have beautiful grandkits, hopefully soon I will have beautiful great grandkits." Her granddaughter, Hawkeye, was at the age in which most she-cat's were having kits after all. "I'll be lucky to see them before I hit the grave at this rate." She chuckled, grooming her grey streaked tan fur slowly.
