So, her comment on his family is what got him. She supposed that was fair enough. At the same time, he did hold responsibility for her. And it wasn't entirely fair that she'd been left to her own devices, although the apprentice easily made the best of things. Flintspirit's training match with Hazelpaw had been... Not great, but interesting at least. And the she-cat was eager still to meet with Moonbird some time soon. All in all, without that Duskstar's interference, Plumpaw had secured herself a stable place in ThunderClan as she clawed her way to a warrior's title.
So, when the tom suggests rebooting their relationship, she can only laugh. It was a dry laugh, and it didn't last very long, but amusement glittered in her eyes as she withdrew her forearm and turned to look at Ravenspirit.
"Ah, Ravenspirit. I'm Plumpaw." Cocking her head at his gesture, she allows him the satisfaction of extending her own paw to tap his.
"Do we call this meeting a pleasure?" Getting past their differences and miscommunications had definitely changed things. The silver molly seemed different, far less wound-up then she had been in the past. It was a tangible change.
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