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"I don't think it's silly at all," Luckywillow promised; "lots of SwiftClan cats keep little bits of their home to remember them by. It's hard to carry them while traveling, but we make it work." He looked her up and down one last time, then stepped back to let her go. "I'll see you soon."
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The next day, the cream tabby waited with his tail tucked over his paws, looking eagerly over the SpringClan border of a sign of his mate. He was a little early, but he couldn't help it; excitement thrummed through him. Dappledmint was going to come live with him, today and then forever, and he couldn't wait for the rest of their lives to begin.
Dappledmint was hurrying as fast as she could. Everyone seemed to understand her resosningfor leaving, one elder even told her they could tell her heart wasn’t in SpringClan anymore. It was…nice to know they understood but also still upsetting g to leave the only home she’d ever known. But she was and she was doing it to be with her heart, her lover, and with her two prized possessions in tow. She’d lopped the yellow ribbon through the bell and then tied it around her neck. Every step she took it chimed, but it was a soft noise and know she knew she’d never tire of. At the top of the hill, she could just barley make out the sight of her lover as the sun was behind him. But it’s blinding light wasn’t anything compared to the love she was feeling as she raced to his side and her future.
When he turned his head and saw her sprinting toward him, his eyes lit up, and Luckywillow sprang to his paws. Her bell clanked loudly against her chest as she ran, but he didn't care; they didn't need to keep secrets anymore. They were together. "Dappledmint," he purred as he stepped forward to embrace her, tucking his chin over her neck to cradle her close and feel her bell swing between their chests. When he finally pulled back, he let out an impressed breath as he looked her over, feeling light and happy.
"Your ribbon is very pretty," he assured her, admiring the bell as well. "When you told me you were bringing them, it made me think, and..." The cream-colored tabby looked embarrassed as he left her side, heading to the bush he had sat beside and reaching underneath to pull something out. Luckywillow turned back to her with a small ring of brambles entwined with rose petals. The diameter was a little wider than his paw, and while it had been stripped of thorns, it wasn't of sturdy construction; the entire piece looked like one hard blow would break it back into pieces.
"I made this for you yesterday. I... I know it's not very good, but it reminded me of when we were in SummerClan and they tried to teach us how to make flower crowns. I struggled a lot," he remembered fondly, "and I haven't gotten much better, but I thought maybe it would be a good reminder. Of how we met. We can put the petals in your nest to keep them extra soft."
Dappledmint was blushing, both from the run and his compliment. “Think what, love?” Had…had he doubted her? Her eyes scanned his form trying to find answers in his posture or face as he walked away. But quickly she was distracted by his own present. Mint green eyes lit up at the mere sight of the gift, bringing with it tears that made her eyes glossy with happiness. “Oh it lovely! We can keep by our nest. I’ll even teach you how to make others. I’ve been practicing g ever since that day!” It was something that’s always made her feel closer to him, even when they weren’t near each other. The art of making flower crowns had practically become second nature to her and she’d made one whenever she was feeling sad or missing the tom. Now…now she could make them and present them to the cat before her, her lover. “Put it on me?” Dappledmint ducked her head, the blush’s till there and tears left unshed.
