Eagleheart was a loyal Thunderclan warrior. He had earned his name. He had protected the borders, and defended them. He had fought for what was right, he had fought for what he thought was best.
"Pepper...?"
his voice broke the silent veil of the night in a soft voice. Muffled with the sound of fur as he held the preys carcasses in his jaws. above his ear- a flower, two gifts for his heart, for his love. something to showed that these two weeks weren't something he too struggled with. but they must wait... They must not falter on their pattern of seeing one another.
they must stay secret. or at least that's what eagle thought, when neither were willing to leave their homes. though... sometimes he wondered if leaving to shadowclan, to be with pepper... Would be that hard after all.
upon seeing her silhouette, eagleheart set the voles carefully down, the moonlight hitting the marigold behind his ears as he pulled them beside the prey and looked up to her with bright golden eyes- a flash of his teeth as he half-smirked at her. "gifts... for my beautiful pepper. I think this moonlight is making you glow, love," he purred.
@Pepperblaze











