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Originally Posted by Celestial

I’ve been needing a chill post for the longest time ))

Tallwhisker lugged a sigh of relief when hearing goldenstar reply, he was always concerned if he would sometimes show up during a business meeting and have to awkwardly explain that he had barged in by mistake there and why he hadn’t asked first. The toms hackles raised at the thought but he pushed it away, grouping the bird and trotting in. As he padded into the cool den he could see the leader seated in his nest. The taller warrior dipped his head and stopped into a crouch before dropping the bird.


“Thought you’d be at least a little bit hungry” he mused laying back on his side and beginning to groom himself without hesitation. Running his tongue over wet and muddied for gathering a horrible taste but leaving his clean white fur behind. He averted his gaze for a moment as he cleaned the last bit of mud off of his stomach and legs before turning back and trying his hardest not to wretch at the horrible taste. “Hey anyways I just came to hangout, perhaps act like an actual cat for once” he said with a shrug as he leaned over and stretched out comfortably

Goldenstar watched the other tom walk into his den. It was good to know that now it was just him and the other tom. While Golden did find it funny to watch him try to figure out how to make up an excuse for barging in. It didn’t exactly leave the best impression, so he had to try and keep his cool while he did so. However, he could push that all behind for the time being. Tallwhisker seemed to be learning from those mistakes, and it was nice to see that he was.

Looking at the bird that was in his jaws, Golden blinked. “Is everyone else fed?” he asked, not wanting to let anyone else go without eating in leafbare. Snow covered the ground in some places, and it was obvious it would be hard to find prey then. He had nine lives, everyone else only had one. He continued to look at the bird for a few more moments, before looking back up at Tallwhisker, who had appeared to now be grooming himself. The leader held in a laugh, finding it hilarious how they had gone from hating each other, to Tallwhisker just coming in whenever just to hang out. “Well, that works,” he smiled, something he hadn’t found himself doing in awhile. “What did you want to talk about?” he asked, positioning himself so he was a little closer to Tallwhisker, close enough so they could talk to each other at the least.