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The small siamese she-cat sat on the outskirts of camp, tail lashing about. She itched to go out and do something spontaneous. Since she had arrived in the Clan she hadn't done much besides hunt or patrol, and hadn't had much of a chance to get to know anyone; not that cats could usually get along with her dark humor and tendencies to cross others' lines. Nonetheless, she yearned to go out and do something crazy with someone new.
Post by complacentdevil on Feb 5, 2022 21:46:39 GMT -5
Limeburst was just waking up, shaking his pelt out as he slunk from the warriors den, his eyes half-lidded with a sleepy smile on his maw. The den had been emptied by the time he had rose, and he didnt have a care in the world. Not like there were many warriors around these days anyways. It was kinda nice, he thought to himself. The thought stopped when he looked to the freshkill pile, less warriors meant less prey... and today was no different. Guess I'll be catching breakfast, he huffed to himself, rolling his eyes as he wandered to the exit of the camp, passing by the young molly on his way with a dip of his head.
The dip of his head was all she needed to bounce up and follow on his heels. "Whatcha doing?" She mewed as she caught up, tail swishing from left to right. "I'm going to come too." There wasn't really any question to it. The she-cat was tagging along regardless of if they wanted company.
Post by complacentdevil on Mar 31, 2022 21:27:03 GMT -5
The tom cat jumped a bit at the sudden question, but shrugged off his surprise rather quickly. "Hunting," he answered rather plainly, though he held no hostility in his voice, "And thats fine, I dont mind. Are you good at hunting?" he asked, tilting his head as he walked out of the camp, heading towards a spot he knew hid away some mice that would make a decent breakfast.
