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Originally Posted by Mistletoe
@ Ritsuka
~Mallardstep~
The black tom padded towards the clearing entrance after, Harespring was it? Against all his better judgement he had decided to go out hunting without being ordered. The prey pile was starting to get too low even for his liking. Once they were almost to the entrance Mallardstep noticed something odd in the way Harespring walked. Did he have a sore pad? Honestly some cats worked way too hard.
“Is something wrong with you leg?” He meowed without tact. |
Harespring blinked, noticing someone approach him, and raised an eyebrow. He was meant to be hunting with... Mallardstep, was it? And that question... Was it... Really not obvious? He'd believe that for his eye, but not for his leg.
"Um, in case the many scars don't help explain, I can't exactly use my leg well," the dark brown tabby tom explained, blinking quickly.
"I can't really use it, but I am perfectly capable of hunting, fighting, and whatnot."