"I'm still young at heart!" The lithe tom chuckled whilst popping out his chest in a proud display.
"It's a pity that some find the quality in poor taste." Siltstrider tilted his head at the thought; an indifferent gesture.
"Oh my! You are too fierce Leapkit!" There was a slight shake to his form, a play at showing fear. Siltstrider lowered himself into a crouch, the snow clinging to the fur on his underbelly. He cast a lopsided grin at Nimblewhisker before returning his attention to the younger.
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