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Originally Posted by Panic
He grinned. Whisper didn't seem like someone to lose her cool easily, and he was almost proud to have caused her to. "Well, maybe I don't know you, per say, but I do know you enough to say that I like to know what's happening with you." Styx was well aware that he'd only met the cat twice, but he didn't care. Meeting any cat more than once qualified as knowing them to him. "Hospitality over hostility, Whisper."
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The she cat's olive eyes narrowed until they were nearly slits. For the moment, she was just studying Styx - annoyed with him, irritated, but at the same time, there was still some level of curiosity. Where had he come from? And why was he here now? And why hadn't Whisper just left him alone in ThunderClan territory that day? She wondered if he was thinking the same thing. Oh sure, there was probably gratitude - but saving a stranger was exactly how you got yourself killed. In her world that was dangerous, anyways. "Yeah, well, I don't even remember your name. So why would I tell you a single thing about my life? Can you answer that question, scarface?" She asked, her own eyes flashing with irritation, but her voice was calm. She ignored his next comment, shrugging like it had nothing to do with her. Nothing to do with her in the slightest.