"You're gonna squish me you fat clump of fur!" Morningsun laughed as he shoved his paws into the back of Smokestrides. He was able to move the tom just enough to slide out from underneath him and get back to his feet. He shook out his pelt, causing dust and blades of grass to float about him. 

Stonefrost staggered greatly under the added weight, seeing as it was alreayd a bit difficult to balance two cats...his legs shook slightly, though the genuine lopsided grin on his lips never left for a fleeting second. “You just love making my life hard, huh?” The grey and white tom meowed, his white paws a bit spread out as he tried keeping his balance.

Smokestrides snickered and sat before his friend,”It’d be a shame for you....to fall.” The dark tom lifted his right paw, placing it on Stonefrost’s face, covering his nose as he pushed the green eyed tom back a bit. “You wouldn’t,” the forest orbed tom said with a fake exaggeration.

Stonefrost let out a soft grunt as he was thrown to the ground by the she-cat’s quick force. He blinked away the dizziness for a heartbeat and then fixed his green gaze on her, trying to shuffle himself from under her. “Hm, who knew the rabbit could strike so quickly?” His tone was light as he spoke and he flexed his claws in the grass, then lifted himself with a slight struggle — himself and the she-cat now up off the ground. He took a staggering step forward, the she-cat still on his back,”Hm, rabbit — you’re quite light.” He noted while gaining his balance back.

Smokestrides pawed Morningsun away from him,”You’re getting it all over me, you great furball!” The dark tom rolled his honey gaze and stood himself — shaking the new layer of forest from his fur. “Show off,” he muttered to Stonefrost as the grey and white tom stood with the she-cat and his own weight. “Do you want an award?” He snickered while Stonefrost threw a curse at his friend, though the green eyed tom had a lopsided grin on his lips.

“My bad, my highness,” he laughed lightly, while still trying to walk forward, his tail swaying behind him. “But, It ‘tis my duty as your obident servant to take the Queen to safety — alway from those reckless street rats,” he had put on a goofy voice and turned his head to send her a crossed look. The tom had that same lopsided grin on that he’s always had.

Morningsun leapt up onto Stonefrost's back alongside of Curledbracken, finding it difficult to get solid footing but settling himself down nearly on top of Curledbracken. The abyssinian puffed his chest out and looked around the area, as though surveying his empire. "Onward, minion," He told Stonefrost. 

Smokestrides rolled his eyes, but played along. “Oh, my king! I’ve been waiting for your arrival!” The tom bowed down, in a goofy manner — his usual stony attitude seemingly melted away as of now. 

Morningsun pranced over to Smokestrides before daintly leaping onto the back of the tom. He settled back on his haunches and used his paws to cling to Smokestrides' sides. "Fine then, onward my minion! Make haste!" 

Stonefrost laughed and walked along, his pace slow — but steady. “Onward it is!” The grey and white tom was careful for the she-cat not to fall as they went. His green orbs filled with a goofy glint.

Smokestrides wasn’t as obedient and rolled his eyes, though still went as he was told. “Fine, let’s get this over with,” the tom announced while rolling after the Queen and her “trusted steed”. “Why I do it? I have no clue,” he spoke aloud while carrying the blue Abyssinian tom on his back with care.

"Because you love me," Morningsun whispered in Smokestrides ear, snickering to himself as he stretched out on the tom's back and nuzzled his face into the yellow eyed warrior's neck. 

"Because you love me," Morningsun whispered in Smokestrides ear, snickering to himself as he stretched out on the tom's back and nuzzled his face into the yellow eyed warrior's neck. 

“Tough love then,” Smokestrides noted while slowing his pace slightly, letting the tom get more comfortable as he went. He then shrugged to Curledbracken, he answered,”I assure you, Queenie, that this humble job bestowed upon myself and loyal Stonefrost is all that we need,” the sarcasm was evident — though he played along with his “role”.

Stoneforst laughed lightly, the vibration through his chest probably was felt through Curledbracken upon his back. “Life like an alley rat?” He repeated while turning his head slightly to glance at her,”My Highness; I’m sorry to concern you — but we prefer: street rats.” The tom shot her a lopsided grin and Smokestrides expressed his agreement through a short chuckle.

"In all seriousness," The blue abyssinian's gaze turned towards Curledbracken, arching a brow at her as he phrased the question, "you been thinking about it anymore? We should probably be returning to our camp soon and I'm sure you'd be more than welcome there."

BeautyIsChaos at December 17, 2017 at 3:48 PM

“Are you sure?” Stoneforst asked, turning to face her. His sage orbs bright as he watched her. He had always wondered what woudl happen if he had left his own clan....he knew he was always “too nice” for his own good — but, his clan, was were he was meant to be. “Of course,” he told while replying to Morningsun’s comment.

Smokestrides sat down slowly, allowing Morningsun to slide off his back with ease. “You’d leave your clan?” He said while watching her with curiosity. “EarthClan is a lot better in health than us....street rats,” he admitted to her while his honey gaze drifted upon her.

Morningsun looked to Smokestrides and then Stonefrost, but did not comment. Loyalty to a clan was not as strong with him as it obviously was with them. Of course he wanted to serve EclipseClan, because he believed one day he could lead it, but he was not born in EclipseClan and he had no particular affection for the majority of its inhabitants. It was just a place to live, nothing more.