[Spirit]

 

Originally Posted by Lonestar23

Ocelotpath smiled and took off after his friend, feeling her soft tail briefly brush against him. He wanted to replay that over and over, but chose not to say anything about it-- he imagined that would be an awkward situation for both of them. Everything was going to be alright, and the tom was glad of it. He was happy that Moondancer was Deputy, too...in his opinion, she deserved it.
And why wouldn't she? She was a good warrior, and she worked hard, didn't she? She was a great friend, too. Ocelotpath's tail twitched as he caught up to her and shot her a smile. "Bet I can beat you," He purred with a smirk on his maw, the tip of his tail twitching back and forth rapidly as he did so. He was excited that this was how he could spend his day, with Moondancer.
He had imagined her to have so many more duties, but she was choosing to hang out with him instead. Why was that? What would drive a she cat to, instead of doing things that she should be, spend the day with a tom like him? True, he had been somewhat lacking in this particular area; Ocelotpath was not a tom that was particularly 'handsome' or 'charming,' especially with she cats.
He didn't consider himself to be necessarily ugly, per se, but he definitely wasn't one of those flirts who would go around making eyes at every she cat that he saw. And he wasn't one of those toms who thought of himself as StarClan's gift to all she cats, and tried to 'even it out' by hanging out with every she cat he sat eyes on. He didn't even like the thought of doing something like that.
And especially with Moondancer, who was so kind to him...if he were to reject her kindness and act so rudely towards her, what would he be known as? He glanced over at her again... truth be told, he considered her to be quite pretty. It was surprising he hadn't seen toms beside her every hour of the day, but then again, he wasn't with her every hour of the day...so maybe there were.

Moondancer grinned lightly. Of cause he would make this into a competition. That was just the person he was. She'd learnt that by now. But that was not a bad thing. She was like that herself. Their personalities just seemed to click. Another plus in her book.
Giggling at his 'I'll race you', she sped up also. Speed and quick moves was her advantages. However, she were not that good in physical battles. She preffered to be the scout in a group, rather than stay in a fight. She usually kept to the sideline, making sure everyone did okay and that no one were gravely hurt. Her small, sleek body made her an excellent runner. She was certain she'd get there first. And she knew the way like her own fur as well. She'd gone to that lake so many times she could -run- there blindfolded.
"Hah.. You'll never beat me" She said with a flirting and challenging voice, as she quickly sped up and got in the lead.