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The tom rolled his eyes in annoyance as she stopped him, staring down at the vole as it was rolled back towards him. What was she, his mother? "I can take care of myself..." Despite his words, he picked the vole up in his jaws, sitting back down and placing the prey on the ground as he nibbled away at it. If it would keep her quiet, he decided to eat. You couldn't be successful on an empty stomach, he supposed.

Roansplash stayed concentrated on his vole eating, a mix of hunger and willingness to go to the gathering helping him finish his meal posthaste, the tom guiltily licking his chops once he'd finished. He'd definitely have to at least attempt to hunt on the way back after that... "There. You happy?" He flicked his tail slightly, standing back up and padding towards the camp entrance. He wondered if they'd missed anything after the she-cat insisted on him eating.

Looking back at Stoneheart, he waited for her by the entrance. Why was he even waiting in the first place? He could've just stormed right past her with or without the vole and the guilt that came after eating it. If he was going to be honest, he didn't want to go alone. The trip itself was rather daunting to him, especially when he insisted on waiting behind after the others left. It was quite a way to travel on your own... And that was even for skillful warriors. In a way, he did need to be escorted, as much as he hated the thought. It was the only way he'd feel safe on the trip.

( @The Bloody Kitty Ok, see ya! )