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Originally Posted by Lonestar23
Turning around, Blazingcomet's expression changed to one of pleasure as he spotted the ebony feline coming towards him. "Hello! If it isn't our gorgeous deputy. To what do I owe the pleasure this morning?" He asked with a smile, his hues sparking playfully. Now, there were some she cats you just wouldn't mess with. Auroraflame was one of them. He would prefer to stay on her good side, to be honest, but that didn't stop him from complimenting her. He complimented every she cat that crossed his path, it didn't necessarily mean he liked them-- which was, unfortunately, the cause of a few bruised hearts. Some had been broken. His own included, but Blazingcomet normally chose to forget about that part of his past and move on to the future. Specifically what kind of a future he could have with one of the pretty young felines in the Clan.
"That's correct! Smart and beautiful. A match to look out for."
He purred with a wink. Now, Blazingcomet had no way of knowing the stress and depression that Auroraflame was feeling. And, he probably would have acted a little differently if he had. But, of course not knowing, there was nothing he could do about it-- now was there? While his current on-and-off game probably wasn't the thing to be doing at the moment anyways, it was what Blazingcomet always did.
His hues stared back at her for a moment, searching her expression. Come to think of it, she didn't look quite as lovely as she had before; but he was never one to point that out. And even in her current state, she was still rather pretty. Most cats in the Clan were, it just seemed to be one of those 'facts of life.' He awaited her response, hoping he wasn't about to get smacked in the head; something he seemed to have a natural talent for. That didn't surprise him at all, if he were being honest. She cats had beaten him around before. Toms? Nah, they'd never really had a reason to before.
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The words that made their way out of Blazingcomet’s mouth made an amused smile grow on her maw. It appeared that this orange tom was one of those cats who was very flirty and liked flirting with most the cats that they came across. Interesting. It wasn’t very often that deputy talked to a cat like this. In fact, if she were being honest, she sometimes found herself trying to avoid these kinds of cats. Although she could be quite flirty herself, she was a bit cautious around others who also flirted. She didn’t want anyone’s heart to be broken after all. Flirting was just a one-way ticket to heart break if it wasn’t used with care.
“Just a nice chat is all I want,” Auroraflame purred warmly, her eyes sparking with fake cheerfulness. Even though the tone in her voice was real, she couldn’t manage to find anything that could take up the emptiness in her icy blue hues. She was exhausted and emotionally weak. One word was all it could take to make her shatter into a million pieces and break down in tears. There was just so much going on in her life and every time she managed to move on, something else would come and smack her in the face again. It appears no matter how much she might try, there was no running away from her troubles. They would just keep on coming and coming until she was dead.
The inky deputy let out a chuckle that sounded genuine enough. But it wasn’t, it was forced and if you listened carefully, there was stress buried within it. “You’re smart and beautiful? Oh, please, if you’re anything like that than I’m the Dusk Syndicate’s commander,” Auroraflame joked, sarcasm lacing each word as she giggled softly. This was typical of this she-cat, insulting her clan mates in a joking manner. It was what she enjoyed doing. Although she always had to be careful that she didn’t end up accidentally insulting anyone for real. It was her way of letting go and being free for a bit. Sarcasm was her life.
Nothing was going to get better for her if she didn’t try. Auroraflame knew that she had to hold her head up high and move on, no matter what life had to throw at her. She had to be the defiant cat that she was and not let anything affect her. The ebony feline needed to laugh. Laughter was the key to happiness. Perhaps she was far from correct when she thought this, but she was sure that this conversation would make her laugh. Sarcastic comments and flirty ones that popped in every now and again, who wouldn’t laugh in a conversation like this? This was what she loved about socialising with her clan mates. Each cat had something new to bring and she would always have something exciting to experience.