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00f idk I'm kinda bored
Just copy n' pasted this don't hate meeee

There are some people who are getting too fake here on DA. They only want posts, comments, or to see how many friends they can get. So let's see who will actually re-post this. This is a test to see who's paying attention. This is a test to see how many people on my friend list actually pay attention. Copy and re-post in your own bulletin. Let's see who the true friends are... Re-post this if you are a friend... Don't reply... Just copy and paste this in a new journal as "Fake Friends"
 The freezing cold temperature of the area outside seeped into every corner of the small stone den, giving a fresh feel to the air. Outside, a layer of fog had settled, and frost had encased every blade of grass, adding a tint of blue to the world. Leaf-bare had begun, and despite its beauty, Blaze knew that the prey would quickly go scarce and sickness could easily become a burden.

 Blaze took in a deep breath as she stood outside the den, then breathed it out, seeing a puff of cold mist in the air as she did. She was shivering in her thick ginger fur, but she didn't want to go inside- not if that meant she had to face her 'punishment', whatever that may be. She felt like a kit whenever she tried to avoid her punishments like this, but she knew that they were just so wrong, and she knew she couldn't live with such a thing.

 But eventually she knew she had to enter the den- sickness would have the best of her if she didn't. I need to see my kits, she thought to herself, the realization hitting her with a rush of anxiety. They better not be as cold as I am or I'll be checking them for greencough.

 Light on her paws, the she-cat turned around and padded back inside the stone tunnel den, careful not to make a sound. When she entered, she was disappointed that she didn't feel any change in temperature- instead, she heard a voice echoing from a different part of the tunnel, seeming rather agitated. Onyx. Blaze had been trying to avoid her controlling mate, but if he was angry at her kits she knew she would have to interfere.

 "Onyx." Blaze spoke in an emotionless voice, standing at the end of the tunnel. She heard the echoing voice go quiet, but then, instead of a response, there was silence. "Onyx," she repeated, "those better not be my kits you're talking to."

 There was a shuffling noise, and then a familiar shape pulled out from the kits' room in the den; Onyx. His short cream and white fur bristled as he met the eyes of his mate with his own, and his tail flicked back and forth. "They were wailing all night. Wouldn't let me sleep, the little brats."

 Blaze's shocking green eyes darkened as she looked at Onyx, and her ears folded back and she growled in a low tone, "not everything can be solved with discipline, especially the way that you do it."

 "Well what if I get it to work?" Her mate challenged, lashing his long white tail. "What will you say then?"

 "I don't know or care because either way you won't get the chance." The she-cat's green eyes narrowed as she meowed, "I'm moving out and taking the kits with me."

 Onyx released a low growl from his throat. "Blaze, I don't care how much you hate me. I'm keeping the kits. Both of them. Besides, where would you even go?"

 "What do you think I do when I'm alone outside? I've been looking for a spot to make a den since I found out I was expecting kits. It has the room for them. There's nothing wrong with it. There is no reason that I would leave my kits to an evil cat like you!" Her voice rose to a sudden shriek as she spoke the last part, releasing what she had been trying to say for moons.

 Onyx snorted at that. "Evil? What makes me evil? I believe in heavy discipline, it's not like I'm some kind of demon or... or..."

 Blaze stared at him, fire flashing in her fierce green eyes. "Tell me what happened to Raven."

 "What?"

 "Where is he?"

 Onyx snarled. "I told you not to talk about him. I already have to punish you for challenging me yesterday-"

 "Tell. Me."

 There was a pause where the two cats just stared at one another, and all that could be heard was the faint mewling of the kits in the other area of the den. Then, after a while, Onyx broke eye contact, looking down at his paws. "No."

 Blaze's tail lashed from side to side, her anger about to erupt. "You killed him, didn't you? That's why I found his body laying in his den, right?"

 Onyx's gaze remained fixed on his white toes. He didn't respond, which just irritated Blaze even more.

 "I'm leaving," she snarled, pushing past him forcefully to enter the kits' room. 

 "Wait-" Onyx choked out, following behind her. For once in his life he wasn't focused on dominwating. "Please, let me keep one of them. Just because I raise them differently doesn't mean I don't love them. They're my kits too Blaze. I've always wanted a chance to care for a kit of my own, to watch it grow up, big and strong..."

 Blaze looked at Onyx, then back at the kits. He did have a point- being the father of the kits, he had just as much power over them as she did. Looking down at them, she couldn't decide which one she would keep, which one she would give to her mate... no, not my mate, she corrected herself. Not my mate anymore.

 
"I'll take Ivory," she said flatly, although all she wanted to do was curl up and cry. "He will live a good life with me, and hopefully never have to experience anything like this past today."

 Onyx's face was expressionless. "I guess I'll take Clover then," he meowed. Bending down, he scooped up the fluffy white kit in his jaws. Her eyes were not open yet, however Blaze hoped that they would be green, green to match her own, green to remind her ex-mate of the very day she was witnessing now. But does he even care? she thought, watching him with her kit.

 Looking down at the nest, she picked up Ivory. His long cream-colored fur was fluffed up and his eyes were wide, but when she picked him up he calmed down and started purring. How can he honestly not see how he's terrified them...?

 
"Goodbye Blaze," Onyx meowed to her, refusing to meet her eyes. "Hopefully I will see you again." His voice was muffled by Clover's fur; the little kit was quiet as her father held her, and Blaze's heart ached as she watched the two of them. 

 "Goodbye Clover," she mewed softly, ignoring the older tom. "I'm going to miss you... I love you..." she fixed Onyx one final glare, then spun around with Ivory and stormed out of the den, her paws heavy. I hope she'll be okay, she thought. I hope I can see her again soon... that is, without Onyx. He doesn't need to know. Her tail lashed as she headed toward the new den with her one kit, ready to start a new life.