Closed Thread Cute Little BayBees?

Sometimes strength isn't just how you fight, it's about knowing how to stand firm and when to lend a hand. That's where real strength lies.

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Beewhisker was happily strolling along the plateau, their long fur being wafted behind them in the breeze that always kept the WindClan cat's on their paws. But in all honesty, they loved it, they adored the wind in their fur and the smells of the heather that laced the moor. I wouldn't trade WindClan for the world, StarClan would have to pry me away from the more with their very paws they thought to themself as they skidded to a halt to embrace the breeze for what it was.

Sure it was getting darker, but the night air was setting in and the cool breeze ruffled Beewhisker's dapples and made their pelt almost look brown in the moon's subtle light. With a flick of their ear, they hear more pawsteps, but they were coming to a stop as well. It was only then that the comfortingly familiar scent one that they have come to know well.

Glancing around to see the dark, short tailed feline nearby, they grinned, leaping down towards him with a bounce in their step, because why would there not be? Beewhisker always loved talking and spending time with their friends. "Bayflower! Hello!" They called out before rushing to their side and nuzzling them closely and affectionately, despite their large size compared to Bayflower

Sometimes strength isn't just how you fight, it's about knowing how to stand firm and when to lend a hand. That's where real strength lies.

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Beewhisker let out a loud purr as Bayflower returned their affection. Glad that they weren't disturbing them in any way, or perhaps they were, who knows! But Beewhisker was always ecstatic to be in the company of their friends, and surely if Bayflower didn't like their company they would have said something by now right?

"I missed you in the warriors' den, don't forget out deal about us sleeping in the same nest, I've gotta make sure you get sleep too" They explained, sitting beside Bayflower and wrapping their large fluffy tail around Bayflower. "But I'd see why you're still up, the stars and moon are always a pretty sight" They noted, glancing up at the nightly elements beginning to sparkle, dappling the darkening pelt above them. It was beautiful and one day, they would be able to spend that time with kittens tucked into their belly, thanking the stars for the love they would be able to give... if they had conceived that is.

The large tortie seemed fascinated by the starlight, despite being able to see it many time before, they never missed the opportunity. I love sharing the stars with my friends, They thought to themself before lightly resting their head on top of Bayflower's. Though they were ready to move if Bayflower wanted a better look at the stars, after all, who wouldn't?

Sometimes strength isn't just how you fight, it's about knowing how to stand firm and when to lend a hand. That's where real strength lies.

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"You're just saying that Bayflower, I'm not as kind as I could be" Beewhisker meowed, using a flick of their paw to dismiss the compliment, but they truly did adore the compliments from their friends. Beewhisker scrunched up their nose, wiping their paw over their muzzle in embarrassment that they needed to be corrected. "Well I know tha-"

Beewhisker's ears then perked when they were called pretty, was Bayflower calling them pretty as an sort of forgiveness for them making their mistake of mentioning the moon when it wasn't there. Whatever the reason was, Beewhisker's tail swayed rapidly from left to right out of pride, in perhaps themself. "I'm beautiful?" They muttered, twitching their ears and thinking on if they had heard Bayflower correctly, it wasn't every day that Beewhisker was compliment, they were called unique and kind and all that daily, but that wasn't anything like that. 

Beewhisker then bounced into the air, unable to contain their joy in the moment "I'm beautiful!" they exclaimed, their tail still happily swishing behind their back. Shaking their long pelt to compose themself, Beewhisker smiled and gave Bayflower a smooth lick between the ears. "Well I think StarClan can only dream of matching you own beauty and kindness" They meowed, giving Bayflower an affirming nod. Bayflower was such a good friend... Beewhisker would not trade them for the world

It was only then that Beewhisker had realised that they didn't tell Bayflower about Kestrelswipe's surprising approval to sire their kittens. Despite the stupidity of the idea, he did accept, and Beewhisker was more than happy that he did. "If all goes well, I hope I am a good queen" they whispered, glancing at Bayflower with a smile that hit an ecstatic grin, they were over the moon with even the idea of them having kittens, who knows what mysteries and stories that could be held for them in the future, kits will just make it so much better! But in terms of the sire, the kits needed a some cat to look up to within the clan, and of course, Beewhisker needed some cat to have their back if things came to worst, and they knew exactly who to turn to.

"Bayflower, do you think I could be able to ask a favor of you?"

Sometimes strength isn't just how you fight, it's about knowing how to stand firm and when to lend a hand. That's where real strength lies.

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Beewhisker let a loud purr rise in their throat, but it soon turned into a bit of a laugh at Bayflower's comment. "Oh I don't know about the best but I'll certainly try my best" They replied, sitting beside Bayflower again and placing their tail in a relaxed position over their white paws. They flicked and ear, listening to what Bayflower was saying.

Even if Beewhisker didn't have to ask for favors and questions, they felt like it was rude not to, especially with the favor they were about to ask. But how to ask it... they wanted Bayflower to be the foster sire to their kits, even if they were aware of the fact they didn't particularly have to list the sire, but if anyone asked, it would be a lot safer to have an answer that wouldn't bring punishment on them. And if Bayflower had wanted kits, Beewhisker would have loved them to sire their kittens, but it simply just didn't work out that way.

With a heavy heart and a deep breath, Beewhisker worked past the nervous lump in their throat and spoke again, their voice shaky but certain. "If I would have such luck, I'd like you for foster the kits, act as their sire if you will. Well, if I have kits after all" they meowed, glancing at Bayflower, sometimes Beewhisker says things before thinking, it was a terrible flaw, but this was not one of those times, if there was anything Beewhisker was certain about, it would be Bayflower caring for these kits like a father, and they could imagine how peaceful and pleasant their lives would be the way Beewhisker planned it, they just hoped Bayflower would accept

Nothing could go wrong if they accepted, could it?

Sometimes strength isn't just how you fight, it's about knowing how to stand firm and when to lend a hand. That's where real strength lies.

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Those words... they said yes! They really said yes! Beewhisker couldn't stifle the energy that coursed through them from the tips of their ears to the pads of their paws and bounced upwards in excitement and joy. Before Beewhisker even opened their mouth to speak a thank you, they leaped onto Bayflower like a playful kitten and began to lovingly lick and clean his dark fur despite how shocked they knew that Bayflower would be by the sudden 'attack' they hoped they would find the pounce more amusing than a real ambush.

"Bayflower you have no idea how much this means to me! I know for certain that you'll be a great sire if you stay as you are" Beewhisker meowed, a certainty in their voice that they were sure would come across as proof they were shore of their statement, they were more than happy that Bayflower agreed to foster their alleged kittens. Beewhisker then composed themself and climbed off of their clanmate, giving their dappled pelt a bit of a shake before standing tall on their big white paws. 

Beewhisker then parted their jaws into a yawn, realizing that the moon was slowly coming into view. They gave Bayflower a few more gentle but loving licks between their ears before helping them to their paws. "I would expect nothing more and nothing less. The kits will be lucky to see you as their sire" they said, parting their jaws in another yawn, it was then that they realized that their eyes had begun to feel heavy, they were sure that Bayflower should rest as well and they turned to their close friend, giving him a gentle nudge forward "Let's head back to camp, I know a warm cozy nest that's calling our name"