BUMBLESTRIPE PTV
Bumblestripe padded into his tana, den and looked around for Dovewing, then he remembered she was out hunting around for us. All of his instincts told him to go and find her and hunt with her. Be her warmth on the leaf-fall night.
Then he got up and did so, he raced all around the territory looking for Dovewing but there was no sign.
Then he looked up at the moon and remembered she might be at the island. He raced over to the island and stepped onto the branch.
He looked up at the moon and saw the Great Oak. There were two Gatti at the superiore, in alto of the Great Oak. They were sharing tongues and purring.
Bumblestripe looked down at the shadow and tried to make out who they were.
Then he stepped foward and realized it was Tigerheart and another she-cat. He couldn't see. The moonlight was shining on Tigerheart and he was blocking it from the she-cat.
"Tigerheart!" Bumblestripe called out to the tom.
Tigerheart looked down startled and turned to Bumblestripe.
The mystey she-cat and him whispered to each other for a moment and Tigerheart began talking.
"Hey, Bumblestripe." Tigerheart meowed.
"Who's the she-cat?" Bumblestripe asked, squinting.
"Dawnpelt." Tigerheart replied.
"Oh, okay. Have te seen Dovewing?" Bumblestripe asked him looking at the she-cat and thinking it looked più like Ivypool o - Dovewing! The moonlight shone on the she-cat as Tigerheart got up and streched.
"Nope -haven't-" TIgerheart began.
"Dovewing? No!" Bumblestripe hissed and turned around and ran away from the Amore of his life.
Tigerheart had taken her, they were sharing tongues!
DOVEWING PVO [i]
"Bumblestripe?" Dovewing called, "Is that you?"
"Yes, he saw te with me. He turned around and ran away." Tigerheart growled. "So that was Bumblestripe - your so called mate!" Tigerheart growled louder.
"No!" Dovewing meowed, helplessly. "I Amore YOU!" Dovewing meowed pushing her snout into his fur.
"Juts lie down, I belive you. I mean te don't seem worried about that tom." Tigerheart hushed.
"Thank-you, Tigerheart." Dovewing purred.
She lay down in the moonlight purring, she felt Tigerheart's tongue rasp over her ear comfortingly and she closed her eyes happiness overcoming her as she fell into a deep sleep.
TIGERHEART PVO
Once Dovewing had fallen asleep Tigerheart leaped out of the nest and went down the albero toward the ground. He went around and caught tons of prey so Dovewing had an excuse and he carved a letter on the albero with his claw saying:
DOVEWING!
THAT WAS THE BEST TIME OF MY LIFE,
MEET U 2MORO NIGHT AT THE USUAL SPOT.
TIGERHEART '
He left the prey there and took to scoiattolo and tordo, mughetto away back to his camp, as the sun came up....
Bumblestripe padded into his tana, den and looked around for Dovewing, then he remembered she was out hunting around for us. All of his instincts told him to go and find her and hunt with her. Be her warmth on the leaf-fall night.
Then he got up and did so, he raced all around the territory looking for Dovewing but there was no sign.
Then he looked up at the moon and remembered she might be at the island. He raced over to the island and stepped onto the branch.
He looked up at the moon and saw the Great Oak. There were two Gatti at the superiore, in alto of the Great Oak. They were sharing tongues and purring.
Bumblestripe looked down at the shadow and tried to make out who they were.
Then he stepped foward and realized it was Tigerheart and another she-cat. He couldn't see. The moonlight was shining on Tigerheart and he was blocking it from the she-cat.
"Tigerheart!" Bumblestripe called out to the tom.
Tigerheart looked down startled and turned to Bumblestripe.
The mystey she-cat and him whispered to each other for a moment and Tigerheart began talking.
"Hey, Bumblestripe." Tigerheart meowed.
"Who's the she-cat?" Bumblestripe asked, squinting.
"Dawnpelt." Tigerheart replied.
"Oh, okay. Have te seen Dovewing?" Bumblestripe asked him looking at the she-cat and thinking it looked più like Ivypool o - Dovewing! The moonlight shone on the she-cat as Tigerheart got up and streched.
"Nope -haven't-" TIgerheart began.
"Dovewing? No!" Bumblestripe hissed and turned around and ran away from the Amore of his life.
Tigerheart had taken her, they were sharing tongues!
DOVEWING PVO [i]
"Bumblestripe?" Dovewing called, "Is that you?"
"Yes, he saw te with me. He turned around and ran away." Tigerheart growled. "So that was Bumblestripe - your so called mate!" Tigerheart growled louder.
"No!" Dovewing meowed, helplessly. "I Amore YOU!" Dovewing meowed pushing her snout into his fur.
"Juts lie down, I belive you. I mean te don't seem worried about that tom." Tigerheart hushed.
"Thank-you, Tigerheart." Dovewing purred.
She lay down in the moonlight purring, she felt Tigerheart's tongue rasp over her ear comfortingly and she closed her eyes happiness overcoming her as she fell into a deep sleep.
TIGERHEART PVO
Once Dovewing had fallen asleep Tigerheart leaped out of the nest and went down the albero toward the ground. He went around and caught tons of prey so Dovewing had an excuse and he carved a letter on the albero with his claw saying:
DOVEWING!
THAT WAS THE BEST TIME OF MY LIFE,
MEET U 2MORO NIGHT AT THE USUAL SPOT.
TIGERHEART '
He left the prey there and took to scoiattolo and tordo, mughetto away back to his camp, as the sun came up....
Hmm...James, bringing back any memories-Lulu
It’s raining on my window pane,
Inside this house looks so lame.
I’m so funny, so bored hunni.
Nothing much to do but to be a horn dog,
Being bored makes me write in my log.
Are we counting up o down?
Nothing seems to go around.
Boredom, te don’t like him.
Boredom, te wanna shoot him.
Don’t make that move.
te get in trouble when looking for fun,
te get so tired when the giorno is done.
Soon as te get in bed,
te remember what should be done instead.
Just forget the problem.
Get a goodnight sleep and dream.
Forget about the boring adventure,
te should’ve discovered something in nature.
Boredom, forget them.
Boredom, sleep before the morning.
Inside this house looks so lame.
I’m so funny, so bored hunni.
Nothing much to do but to be a horn dog,
Being bored makes me write in my log.
Are we counting up o down?
Nothing seems to go around.
Boredom, te don’t like him.
Boredom, te wanna shoot him.
Don’t make that move.
te get in trouble when looking for fun,
te get so tired when the giorno is done.
Soon as te get in bed,
te remember what should be done instead.
Just forget the problem.
Get a goodnight sleep and dream.
Forget about the boring adventure,
te should’ve discovered something in nature.
Boredom, forget them.
Boredom, sleep before the morning.
