Awkward {Silentpaw}

KESTRELPAW
Let's Start A Riot!, A Riot!

Her cheeks burned; they were aflame. She bit her bottom lip; grinned; coughed. "Oh Great Starclan!" she hissed. Kestrelpaw didn't know what was wrong with her. Everything was messed up. Another grin bubbled inside her throat. A giggle. She couldn't stop thinking about him. She laid sprawled out in her nest. Fortunately everyone was already awake and gone. Yet here she was rolling around like an idiot because of this blasted tom. Before the...incident she had completely and utterly hated him. Now she couldn't stop herself from smiling when imaging his lean, attractive body. "I got to stop this, I'm acting like a moron." she growled to herself. For a few seconds she scrunched her face into this determined, angry mumbled mess. Two seconds later she burst out giggling, her cheeks burning. "But he's so cute and adorable." she cooed.

After the...incident they had awkwardly, embarrassingly padded back to camp. It was silent. Then here they were sun-rises later and still they haven't spoken. Kestrelpaw was affirmative that she couldn't possibly show her face again. Because that would lead to him seeing her; then conversation; then extreme awkwardness.

So the plan was to keep it cool in the apprentice's den for the rest of her life. Great strategy. As she was about to through another bought of giggles and cheek-burning her stomach gurgled and grumbled beneath her. Brows furrowed she shot her belly a glance, "Shut up! Your not getting food." she growled to herself. But her stomach protested, sending more and more angry burst of grumbles. Ok, ok I'll quickly dart out, grab food, come back.

Easier said than done.

Reeling onto her paws she shot off, her extra-furry tail streaming behind her. Within seconds she had collided with another cat. Upon impact her eyes had snapped shut, as most eyes do. But her nose still worked; unfortunately. Her body trembled, she was afraid to look up. Afraid to see his green eyes stare down at her.

Why did it have to get so awkward?

"Hey Silentpaw." she meowed nervously. Gulping she slid back a few paces; allowed her blush to take place, then shyly smiled. "How have you been?"

<sup>Silentpaw
I walk alone

Silentpaw padded into camp from his recent patrol that he was forced into. Usually he would care about when and who he patrolled, but he didn't care if someone pushed him off a cliff. All that was on his mind was that one she-cat he used to hate. That one she-cat that changed his life in one simple day. That one she-cat that made him do something he'd never dream of doing. Kestrelpaw. That name that dared to grace his lips used to make him cringe in hatred. Now it made him smile and made his heart pound.

But since that day he never saw a hair of her. For days he never had a chance to talk about the event, and maybe work something out. Silentpaw sighed in disgust. Never in his life did he know he would become this lovesick. Why couldn't it just be a fling? It was just his hormones taking over. All what the two experienced was just emotions. Why couldn't they just be what they were before? He was used to it by now. Not this.

But it was so much better. The feelings, the heat, the excitement, it was just a rush that he had never felt before. And it was amazing. It couldn't be love, right? A sudden collision broke his thoughts, almost knocking him off his paws. Unsheathing his claws into the ground, he stopped himself from tipping over, giving him a good look at the attacker. To his surprise, it was Kestrelpaw, staring up at him with an embarrassed smile. "You mean after you avoided me all these days?" Silentpaw snorted in reply. "Fine, just fine. A little frustrated but fine." Bending down to look at her more eye-to-eye he raised his eyebrow and questioned in a low voice,

"Why have you been ignoring me?"</sup>

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KESTRELPAW
Let's Start A Riot!, A Riot!

Squeak. Blushing Kestrelpaw desperately tried to back out of his gaze, but the apprentice's den was in her way. Her rump scratched uncomfortably against the outstretched sticks. Pressing her ears flat against her head she tried to step around him but Silentpaw seemed determined to get an answer out of her. Gulping she nervously replied, "Um..I'm not ignoring you.." Shyly she tried to offer a grin. She was 'cute' to him right? Maybe if she buttered him up he'd leave her alone. Fidgeting her paws she curled her tail, "I honestly can't stop thinking about you." she whispered quietly. Fluttering her lashes she attempted to press her muzzle against his, but the butterflies in her belly exploded. Another squeak escaped her throat, her cheeks were red hot. Why can't I go near him?!

Backing away she scuffled her paws, "I don't know Silentpaw!" she wailed. Suddenly she could feel the clan's eyes on her, quickly she lowered her voice, "Whenever I think about you I can't stop smiling, I just want to be near you." Biting her bottom lip she whimpered, "But when you get close, my face gets hot and I get embarrassed."

Lashing her tail she muttered angrily, "Great Starclan, what's wrong with me." Flashing her eyes she threw him a glance. Was he even nervous? After everything that happened, that incident. Was he even affected? Did he even feel anything? Was it nothing to him? The thought made her want to throw up. Was she just a play toy?

"Are you even serious about me." she meowed suddenly. The closed space didn't really matter anymore. Padding closer she huffed anxiously, "I don't want to be messed with." Even though his face, his body was killing her internally she needed to know if he wanted this. Whatever this was.

She couldn't be the only one.

<sup>Silentpaw
I walk alone

Silentpaw smiled. Yes, even he can smile sometimes. But he couldn't help it. There was a moment after she spoke where he just stared blankly at her, but once he collected his thoughts and
viewed her words and thoughts, it made him amused. And, actually, happy.

He was amused at her overreaction to the situation and how she thought about it. She was different from the other she-cats indeed, but she was still a female. And females think of the craziest things. If he had to list what amused him so much, it would be like this. First, Kestrelpaw's embarrassment. She was blushing furiously, and made a poor excuse of why she disappeared for many days. Second, her admitting something like that? Not only admitting it, but it actually happening because of him? Honestly, he was more surprised than anything.

But that made Silentpaw happy. It wasn't hormones. She actually crushed on him. He didn't know why, but he was never more happy in his short little life. The gray apprentice thought only his sister could bring him what little happiness he could savor. But Kestrelpaw exceeded that. Not only that, but it seemed like she wanted to be with him. Why else would she be so effected be the thought of him not being serious with her? Silentpaw hoped he was right though, because he wasn't an expert at figuring out the secret language of she-cats.

"Your an idiot sometimes," Silentpaw stated simply, a small smile daring to appear on his lips afterward. "You know why I am concerned about you disappearing from me like that? I wanted to talk to you, and work something out between us. Since...then...I've been so confused. I couldn't keep you off my mind. I needed to know what we are now." Silentpaw sighed, then looked at her fully and seriously. "Kestrelpaw, I don't know if it's true or maybe it's just hormones, but if I'm feeling this way I can't hold it in any longer. Kestrelpaw..." Silentpaw took deep breaths to calm himself down. But the words came smoothly anyway.

"I am serious about you. I love you. If you don't, that's fine. I just want to let you know. So..." Silentpaw gave her a quick flash of his old, grumpy self. "just don't criticize me. It's hard enough for me to admit something like that."</sup>

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KESTRELPAW
Let's Start A Riot!, A Riot!

He insulted me? "Well your a butt face." Kestrelpaw snapped. But as Silentpaw went on she found herself melting from the words. "You love me?" the words fluttered from her lips. It was sweeter than blood. This was probably any she-cat's fantasy springing to life. Most have to wait far beyond warriorhood to fall in love; to find that perfect one. But she? All it took was two months of being an apprentice? Was it even possible for two apprentices to be so much in love? Was she even in love? Was it just lust? As he went on; as his embarrassment burned under his skin she found herself not caring. So what if it wasn't love? It was a good feeling. Wasn't that all that mattered?

That feeling dropped to the pit of her stomach. "Urk..ugh..."she groaned. An excruciating pain exerted from her abdomen and slowly crept up the wall of tummy. "Oh, great gods of fire." she moaned. Her eyes flashed angrily towards Silentpaw. This was his fault wasn't it? Making her so excited and bouncy. With a gurgle she puked up the contains of her belly right onto Silentpaw's pearly paws. He deserved it. Scraping her upper teeth down the length of her tongue she tried to rid herself of that nasty taste. "Water! Get me water." she croaked. What was wrong with her? She usually never got sick, definitely not from all of these mixed emotions. The pain returned.

With burp she puked the remains of her stomach onto the ground. Luckily she missed Silentpaw this time. She was pretty positive it was no longer possible for her to eat. Drained of energy she flopped onto the ground with ease. Kestrelpaw was tired, in pain, and for some reason still attracted to that brat. Slowly her eyes traveled up to his face,

"Yah, yah I love you too."

Or so she thought she did.

<sup>Water...

Silentpaw watched as all the expressions played on her face. He was rather amused, for it was a good outcome from all the energy and pride he had to use to say all he had to say. He didn't regret it, but he managed to damage his self image and embarrass himself to the last cat he wanted to look bad in front of. For both the reasons of looking best in front of her, and to dodge any insults. Even though they were together doesn't mean she couldn't be that annoying cat he knew since kithood.

But going back to the episode Kestrelpaw was having, he smirked at the she-cat's response to his admittance, but that was all he could respond to before racing off to fetch moss and water. After moments of gathering tufts of moss, soaking it in water, and rinsing the remains of Kestrelpaw's last meal off his paws, he raced back with his mouth full. Bending his neck downward he dropped the gift to the worn out apprentice, nudging it toward her. "Are you alright? Careful where you aim next time. You probably ate something bad." Silentpaw sighed, snorting.

If he was going to take responsibility of being with Kestrelpaw in more of a way of a friend, and way more beyond an enemy, he was going to have to take care of her. Love her. Be with her. No, he wasn't going to be like her father. Just be there for her. And let her know he loved her from time to time. It was unlike him, actually, very unlike him. He didn't even do this with his sister. But he had to impress Kestrelpaw and meet her expectations. He had a feeling Kestrelpaw might be a little picky, so he had to show her he was right for her. And he did have a romantic side, no matter how forced it was.

And this is one of those times. For he hid a little surprise under her moss. He regretted it a little, and quietly hoped she wouldn't notice, because he was just heading into mockery from Kestrelpaw. He knew it. He was not the type to do this. Not at all. But he had to prove Kestrelpaw he didn't just want her for the pleasure. It was his new mission. And he took it very seriously.

Under her moss was a flower.</sup>