#feverface

I'll swim and sail on savage seas

With never a fear of drowning

And gladly ride the waves of life

If you would marry me

Jovial and merry though he is, Feverface takes his responsibility as a monarch of CopseClan quite seriously! After all, even when the Clan lacks kittens to raise, there remains an inner child within every grown cat, which he intends to nurture for as long as he shall live. He predicts that his relationship with his deputy, Pronghornpath, shall last just as long— and now that the couple has officially been wed, their Clan’s numbers have doubled, and a dear friend has welcomed a new litter in the nursery, Feverface’s delight for the future cannot be quelled! Now, if only Porcupinepaw were still here to greet the future with him…

CopseClan

Feverface?

The big red monarch— normally so keen to offer his attention to others— doesn’t seem to hear your question. He stays where he is, his posture unchanging, his head unturned, and he speaks to himself in a continuous, unbroken stream. The words are hard to define, like an old imprint of a paw on a shoreline, made hazy and vague by the sands of time.

To love and kiss, to sweetly hold,  For the dancing and the dreaming!  Through all life’s sorrows and delights,  I’ll keep your laugh inside me!