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Hello, person. This website is for you, even if you don't believe it. See, I have a mission in my life and that is to make everyones life sort of great if they deserve it enough. And you deserve it maybe. So here's what you are gunna do to achieve the perfect life, alright? First, your gunna listen to my story... guess what, I don't have a story. I was just born majestic, so HOW ABOUT THAT. You might deserve a life of greatness, so go and live that life, queen. eat that oreo, chug that soda, dance like no one is watching and don't let ANYONE stop you. Bye bye now, if you find my tiktok you might get a similar vibe as you did from this. But anyone I'm back. I am going to write more now even though I said bye already. My friend told me that my hyperpigmentation photo is a bit larger then I anticipated but it ok. Here, read a section of my warrior cats fanfiction!: Bracken Paw sat down in the bed of flowers in the sunny corner of the camp, the warmth and softness of summer heating the air and comforting the green, healthy leaves of the oak above him. The paleness of not only the sun but it's being as a memory was…gentle. Dainty Paw had just gotten back from training with his mentor, Pale Moon, that was her name. And he had walked over, groaning loudly. He was a bit younger looking, his eyes rounder and features muted, though not by much, as it had only been one or two moons since then. “Bracken Paw, my legs hurt!” He whined, his voice carrying the same intoxicating sweetness of irises or honeysuckle, but a small amount higher pitched. The sun, which had reached the phase in between setting and after noon, bounced off his pelt, the pale gold turning into shining titanium weaves of spun light. “It couldn’t have been that bad, could it?” Bracken Paw had laughed, his chest tightening as the beautiful apprentice stumbled closer. “No, you don’t know! Pale Moon had me do battle training and go straight to a patrol, I had no time to rest! I’ve been walking all day!” He whimpered again, dramatically letting himself fall to the ground next to the darker tom in the nest of daisies and clover blooms. His tail flipped pathetically, and Bracken Paw laughed again. “Alright. I’m sorry for laughing, that does sound quite sad, hm.” He mumbled, and Dainty Paw glanced at him. “Apology accepted. Uhg, my paws are aching and my body feels like it’s going to fall apart! At least it’s nice and warm…” He moaned, flipping onto his back. “You look nicer when you're upside down.” He said suddenly, his slate-mauve eyes crinkling with humor, and Bracken Paw chuckled. “I’ll take that as a complement. You look nice upside down or right side up, Dainty Paw.” “You should start grooming the fluffy bits up there near your ears, you’d look much more handsome that way.” He added, though his voice was very clearly losing coherency, then his eyelids hid the lilacs beneath them, his eyelashes curving with the angle of their hood. “You seem more tired then…” Bracken Paw began, but noticed his eyes closed, and wasn’t sure whether or not he wanted to sleep or not, so he let his words trail off. Dainty Paw moved closer, facing him now, his head almost within the curve of Bracken Paw’s posture as he lay on his side. Dainty Paw hummed a small purr, and Bracken Paw’s breathing quickened. Was he awake? He seemed to be asleep, apparently not lying about how tired he was. His side was rising in a slow, consistent rhythm, and Dainty Paw shifted closer yet again. Shoot! Bracken Paw felt blood rush to his face as the other apprentice's head nudged into his chest, seeming to enjoy the warmth, because only a heartbeat later, he pressed closer. His pads curled inwards, folding in the front of him as he hummed again, definitely not awake. Bracken Paw was nonetheless internally shouting, more celebrating really! Ah, Dainty Paw is here, taking a nap quite literally in my paws! He smiled, and affection swam through his heart as the blonde tom murmured in his sleep, his face burying itself deeper into the space between Bracken Paw’s shoulders, cuddling closer. Maybe this was the defining moment of sorts, when he’d really affirmed in his mind that he loved Dainty Paw. Love was a very strong word, but then again, as of now he seemed pretty sure he was feeling very strong things, things that were only love. Only ever love, Dainty Paw couldn’t deserve anything less. He was too wonderful, too objectively pleasant to deserve anything else. He couldn’t say anything, not yet though. Afterall, though he was sure that was how he felt, more importantly, Dainty Paw didn’t seem to, at least not as far as he could tell. The two stayed like this for a while, and Bracken Paw was not allowing himself to move, he couldn’t risk waking the beauty nestled in between his limbs, defended by his body from anything that would disturb his slumber. He panicked when he heard footsteps coming though, and suddenly was forcing himself to decide what to do, get up or not. And it had been Shimmer Pelt. The she-cat had padded through the camp to get to the small flower patch they were resting in, and at first she had been shouting. “Hey, Bracken Paw! Your mentor is looking for…ah.” She faltered as a noise escaped from Dainty Paw, a small mewl as he was nearly woken up. Before he could stop himself, Bracken Paw shot her a look of contempt, and then relaxed his face and sighed. “...I’ll be there in a second.” He sighed, his tail dragging along Dainty Paw’s leg, and he reached over to wake him up when Shimmer Pelt took a step closer, saying his name suddenly and shaking her head. “Hey. Don’t get him up, it’s fine. Stay with him, if you want. I’ll handle Violet Stripe, alright?” She muttered, casting him a humorous smirk. He sucked in a breath. “Really?” “Sure, Bracken Paw. Might as well let you enjoy yourself as an apprentice now. I’ll see you later, alright?” She told him, making sure to keep her voice quiet, and Bracken Paw nodded his head. “Shimmer Pelt…thank you.” He murmured, not looking at her as he stared at Dainty Paw, his beguiling face, and let out the air he had been holding. She nodded, even though he couldn’t see and left the two. When the sun began to set, turning the sky auburn and fuschia, Dainty Paw began to stir awake. His eyes opened barely, groggily and he blinked tiredly. “Mmm…? Bracken Paw?” He murmured, his words slurred. “I’m here. Yes?” He whispered and Dainty Paw blinked again, seeming to realize why all he could see was mahogany chest fur. “O-oh, I’m sorry…I must have fallen asleep…you could have woken me up.” He grumbled, sighing as sitting up without thinking, his head hitting Bracken Paw's chin, and he jerked away. He eeped a sorry, and Bracken Paw laughed quietly. “Sh, it’s alright. You can go back to sleep, if you’d like. You seemed extra tired, so I didn’t want to wake you.” He told him, and Dainty Paw looked around as if confused. Then the pale golden apprentice let out a breath. “Are you sure you don’t mind? You were much more warm then just laying in the sun, but I can move.” He asked, though his neck bent back into rest, his forehead pressing into Bracken Paws forelegs again. “I don’t mind. Now just go back to sleep.” He assured him, trying to not let the giddyness of his thrumming heart leak into his cool, firm tone. Ah, this had been a wonderful memory…though the moment had passed already. It had been perfect, for him at least, but it was a thing of the past. Dainty Paw was older now, and after this upcoming gathering, he’d be less then a moon away from being a warrior. And he was older as well. Just so you know, this is part of a full story that will eventually be posted on my Wattpad AND Y Ao3 when I get mt account activatedfigure out how to work it! 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