Maid Where Out Thou

Silverwing slunk through the fern wall of camp, she was bored. Bored out of her mind. And if she was ever, ever going to make it out of this depressing boredom she'd need something so entertaining she'd never be bored again.

With a groan she clasped to the ground, like that's ever going to happen! Unless her faithful, or most likely unfaithful, friend Hawky sprouted wings. For which he was exiled for being so mouse-brained and accidentally killed Thievingstrike himself.

Hawky being relieved that he doesn't have to deal with Silverwing ever again runs around merrily, but unfortunately Silverwing is oh-so-awesome and can invade his dream. So basically the rest of his pitiful life is filled with nightmares.

Silverwing half-way snorted-half-way chuckled at the usual thought.
"Ah yes, that would be wonderful." she meowed dreamily, if only.

Speaking of Hawky-where is that brat? Silverwing scanned the camp but was unsuccessful, and unluckily for Hawkstreak she knew where he was.
"HAWKY!" she screeched as loud as her lungs allowed her to. "COME HERE!" With this a wicked smile appeared across her jaws. A oh-so-very wicked smile. For that stupid tom will now be rudely awakened, and not to mention he'd most likely will jump out of his nest in panic.

Then he'd race into the clearing only to discover that it's raining out. Perfect, just perfect. With that Silverwing hungrily awaited his arrival, as if Hawkstreak was a juicy mouse just begging to be caught.

<sub>In a peaceful den nearby, where the sun shinned through the leaves in celebration of new-leaf, a warrior was dozing away in his nest with no one else to company him.

And it was just the way he liked it. But, even though most cats would look at him and say he was dozing, he was actually battling for sleep. Though the warm sunshine helped as it seeped through his fur, he couldn't help but get Silverwing and her pregnancy out of his mind.

He wasn't worried about Silverwing per say; well, cross that out, he was worried about her. But he was most worried about her kits. How will they turn out? Will I become a good father? Will Silverwing agree to be a good mother? were the questions swarming in his mind.

Hawkstreak tightened his eyelids in a forced attempt to get some rest. But right when he was about to actually doze off...

"HAWKY! COME HERE!"

The call of his name made him jump. Of course... His oh so lovely mate had put a barrier between him and rest. Sighing heavily, he rushed out of the warm den and entered the nursery cautiously.

"What...?"</sub>

Silverwing smirked as her 'stupid' mate came as she commanded him to. Oh this was so good, just too good. Smiling as sweetly as she could she meowed,
"Oh, Hawky I just wanted to ask you something."

Stretching out to her full length she rolled onto her belly and yawned, stretching out her paws she cupped his face. Her claws barely puncturing his flesh.

"I was wondering if you want to come up with kit names." she meowed, a devious grin replaced her silver tabby features.

"I was thinking if any of them turn out like you'll that I'll name him or her Stupidkit." Her voice had been quite cute and innocent, while a sweet--cheeky smile replaced her devious grin. "Isn't that just grand?" she asked with a purr.

<sup>( Lol I feel so bad for Hawky right now XD )

Hawkstreak raised an eyebrow, then let out a snort. The last thing he wanted was to talk about this. If it weren't for Silverwing's tormenting he could be sleeping right now. Of course not...

Snapping his head away from Silverwing's paws he retorted grumpily from lack of sleep, "Yeah, and if one of our kits were as moody as you it'd be called Scartkit..." dozing off at the last part of his sentence, his eyes widened and he stood up straight again when he reliezed he was falling asleep.

Now just noticing it, "Scartkit" was ment to be a completely different name. By now, he would probably make no sense in his talk. And of course, he was too drowsy to correct his error.</sup>

<sup>"Ah-yes because Scartkit is such a lovely name, and don't forget the strange kit that will look nothing like us. For that one's going to be named--" Pausing she let her eyes droop and her tongue loll,

"Nfhtyajmpskit" Rolling her eyes she jabbed an angry-outstretched paw into his face, she made sure her claws were out. Just for that extra, enjoying look he'll have on his face once he realizes that there are in fact claws attached to his face.

"Hawky--sweety I always wanted to to tell you something--Honey?" she asked in her usual overly-sweet voice.

ooc:LUL I HAVE NO IDEA--What this is xD</sup>

Hawkstreak rolled his eyes at Silverwing's comment, followed by a large yawn. Narrowing his eyes in suspicion he mumbled, "Silverwing...what do you want...? I need to get some...rest..."

( BLERG short >.< Lol nice post though XD )

Raising her brows at the tom she decided he clearly wasn't paying attention, and if he was he wasn't doing a great job of it. Blinking she needed something that would make him jump. Anything that cause him to stop being so--well stupider then normal. And that was hard to beat. Very hard.

"Hawky--" pausing, she bit her lip in anxiety. Oh she was going to play this all so very well. "I mean Hawkstreak--Oh I don't know how to tell you this.." she was on the urge of sputtering tears. She played her skills so very well.

"I feel horrible, actually. Very--horrible." her voice was merely above a whisper, blinking her large green eyes at him she meowed,
"I-don't-think-the-kits-are-yours." The words flew from her mouth in an instance. Of course this was a lie, a very amazing lie but it would work. It would bring her amusement.

ooc:Oh I love Silverwing xD <3

( Jeeze Wish you think of the most cleverest things with Silverwing XD )

<sup>Hawkstreak's eyes widened, just that sentence waking him up. Forcing back a gasp, no, a growl, he tried to calm himself down. He had an idea.

"That's good." he meowed carelessly, "I didn't want kits anyway. I think you already know that by now." Hawkstreak snorted, flicking his tail as he went on. "I guess I shouldn't worry about you and come to your every need if I'm not your mate, huh? I'll leave that to the apprentices and your real mate."

Getting up, almost falling right back down from drowsiness, he slowly stalked the other direction, hoping Silverwing would leave him alone so he could go back to the warriors den and get some sleep. And also hoping deep inside that Silverwing was lying.</sup>

( Sorry for the late reply I was thinking of a reply XD )

<sup>Silverwing let out a slight whimper,
"N-No Hawky you don't understand." she didn't exactly expect this reaction but she could play this too. She had some ideas in store for the tom, let's just see if this will work. Getting up with a slight grunt she suddenly flipped onto her side with a screech,
"Hawky! Th-the kits!" Of course this was fake it'd be way too early for the kits to come. She's seen Darkrose give birth before so she knew the process very well.

Another screech erupted from her throat one more time,
"Hawky!" His name flew from her tongue seconds after another screech. Hopefully this shall give me the response I wanted. Or--something amusing.

ooc:xD I just think of the stupidest stuff for her.</sup>

<sup>Hawkstreak whipped around, in total confusion of what was going on. Everything seemed like a haze, and everything was going blurry. Even his hearing seem to numb. He felt no control over himself at all, and his limbs wouldn't listen to his many commands to stay still.

His legs collasped under him, making Hawkstreak fall to the ground with a thump. At first it seemed he had fainted, but as moments passed, the quiet snores from his mouth being open exited his throat. He fell asleep.</sup>

( I really had no clue what else for him to do XDD )

<sup>Silverwing stopped screeching and turned her gaze over to Hawkstreak. The only thing that was possible from the she-cat at this moment was giving her mate the most deadpan stare she could manage. "Hawkstreak you idiot." she hissed.

With a heavy sigh she padded over to the tom, her stomach swayed from left to right with each step. She had once been skinny-perhaps beautiful. But now her stomach was large with kicking, wriggling, annoying kits. How many? At this point she couldn't tell but she knew it wouldn't be only one kit.

Prodding Hawkstreak in the cheek she meowed,
"Wake up, I'm not having my kits and the kits are yours." Pausing she prodded him one more time, "I was just messing with you because--" Sighing she meowed, "Because it's fun."</sup>

^{ooc:// Sorry for inturrupting, but I always got to read you all doing a HawkxSilver role-play. And I always crack up when I do. This has got to be the best so far.}

^{ooc:Why thank you -bow--bow- It's you know--nothing really -swipes shoulders- Just talent. xD No, when I write these post it's usually when I'm very messed in the head and I have to vent it out. And Silverwing's the one who gets to express this xD}