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~Hawkclaw brushed flanks with her. "Oh, it's not all that special. I mean, so we hunt, and fight- sometimes, but there's lots of warriors! There's only one Medicine Cat and that's makes you special and respected!" he meowed lightly, trying to feign nonchalance at his rank.~
~Ashstripe blinked at him gratefully. "I guess. But you're deputy- so you're special too!!!" Hawkclaw's eyes gleamed red in the dim light. "But... some days, I really feel this need to protect my Clan and keep the Prey Pile large, not be stuck in my den sorting herbs!" She paused, trying to compose her next words. Oh, please, StarClan, don't let this make him feel awkward... "And... maybe, some day... what if I want to have kits?" The last word came out as an anxious mewl.~
~Hawkclaw nearly coughed. Did Ashstripe mean that she wanted to have kits with him or was that just a general statement? One look into her gorgeous eyes told him he was overreacting: Ashstripe just really wanted to have kits in general- she wasn't really paying attention to who would be her mate. Too bad, he thought inwardly then nearly slapped himself. Ashstripe's a Medicine Cat and your best friend, but, Hawkclaw dearie, she'll never be your mate! Aloud, he hurriedly mewed: "Um, I have... have-... to-um- go on a... a patrol-or...or something now. Yeah- so..um... see you later!" He whirled on his paws and shot out of the cave, so that he wouldn't have to combat his subconscious any longer.~
~Ashstripe shook her head in utter surprise. I hope Hawkclaw's okay. That was strange of him. She padded out of her secret cave and trailed back into camp in disappointment.~
