Oh, Ivypool, your beautiful fur and eyes make me not understand why your not my mate. Same with you, Dovewing. Bumblestripe snapped back to reality and sighed, no mate. The gathering was tonight and he was to attend, he wasn't really in the mood after his thoughts of his perfect dream. He would probably sit away from the two she-cats, maybe near the elders to hear the newest gossip. Bumblestripe went on a border patrol and napped for energy.
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Bumblestripe
FanfictionBumblestripe. Warrior of Thunderclan. A strong and loyal warrior. A powerful tom never expects his life to flip around so rapidly.....
