Featherskies jumped a bit at the sound of another feline, though when she turned to the apprentice she knew as Dandelionpaw, and smiled and purred.
“Hey, Dandelionpaw!” She meowed in a friendly and welcoming tone, in which wasn’t even forced. “How are you?”
The golden Molly, at noticed the she apprentice seemed a bit shy, and purred once again. “You’re alright! I don’t bite…” She tilted her head and narrowed her eyes. Time to make a joke. “…That is- unless I’m fighting the riverlings.”
Oh STARCLAN that was disgusting- Featherskies Immediately banned the thought, and went back to smiling at the Bengal, the fellow Molly in front of her.
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Estelle }
(You’re perfectly fine! My posts aren’t perfectly neat either.)