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Originally Posted by mompaws
Vulturepaw shuffled uncomfortably against the sandy ground, attempting to re-position herself without making a large fuss over it. As she managed to gain comfort in a preferred arrangement, the tricoloured female allowed for her eyes to travel over the diminutive feline to the side of her. A gentle smile wove its way onto her face, causing the edges of her lips to turn upwards and creases to form by the sides of her eyes. The molly didn't want to come off as stuck-up, but she also didn't want to come off as overly-positive or energetic; because she was neither of those things. Vulturepaw just wanted for the tom to feel like she was appreciating his space and needs, even if she barely even knew him.
"hey.." the long-haired female spoke, churning the dirt up from underneath her as a way of just keeping her paws occupied. Tufted auds twitching at randomised moments, with tail brushing against the over-worked dirt as if it were a brush. "I'm actually rather good to be honest with you, Arrowpaw." Vulturepaw tried to make the tom-cat feel involved, including the use of his name when she spoke to him. It was more an act of being well-mannered and respectable of the other. "And you -- how are you holding up?" |
he thought about the question. in reality, there wasnt a moment the tom wasnt stressed. he had a habit of worrying about the littlest of things, and stressing about everything. with the whole thing between windclan and thunderclan only made arrowpaw nervous. it could possibly get straclan involved, and that only made him more nervous! he wasnt a fighter, but a lover. he wanted peace and harmony. but instead of spweing all of these thought he gave a small shrug,¨im okay right now, just enjoying the morning before its gone.¨ he mewed. he always liked mornings. they were always quiet, like him. peaceful. ¨its so pretty during leaf fall.¨