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Originally Posted by RedHead
Gotcha. Sunpaw smirked as his tempting words seemed to get through to her. No matter what, Sunpaw would always prevail when flirting. He knew just how to get under another cat's skin, and he was very good with expressions, so when he talked to the cat for the first time, he could easily pinpoint what it is they like to do. And use that information to his advantage. If Sunpaw was evil, he would be a very good manipulator, but no, this tom was not evil. He was just a simple apprentice, out to flirt with she-cats for fun. Her statement about the elders bickering intrigued him. She's probably a troublemaker, if he hears elders bickering that much. Sunpaw avoided the elder's den as much as possible, only going in there when absolutely necessary. Of course, her statement about his "sweet flowery words" was ignored by the golden tom. He did not like to acknowledge the fact that he was discovered.
Sunpaw let mock hurt enter his gaze. "Oh, I am so wounded!" He then smirked, narrowing his eyes playfully. "But my skills are stronger than you think. Unlike you, I enjoy hunting. So, have fun trying to throw dirt on this slick cat." Of course, Sunpaw enjoyed throwing in a boasting word about himself here and there, and that seemed like the perfect moment. "Okay, let's go in the territory, then split up there. Whoever catches the biggest piece of prey wins." Sunpaw meowed, flicking his tail towards the camp entrance. "After you."
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If any cat knew Raccoonpaw, they would instantly know that the way to her heart was through competition, pranking, and mischief. If you mentioned any one of those around her, she'd be all for it, it was just in her nature to love such good fun and trickery! Kind, sweet words meant nothing to her, she could care less about them as she's already demonstrated to the other apprentice.
Currently she was as perked up as she had been this morning, renewed with energy and excitement now that she finally had something interesting to do! He thinks he can win this huh? Oh I'll make him eat those words,
shove them right down his throat and then dance all over it!
The she cat mimicked his smirk as he narrowed his eyes playfully. "Oh whatever you big lark, you just think you're good at hunting! I bet you're no better at hunting than a kit! Watch me, I'll bury you alive!" That smirk just turned into a wide grin, her tail flicking back and forth and her ears swiveling a bit. "Sounds good to me, now watch, I'll come home with the biggest bird you have ever seen and you'll come back with a leafbare scrawny mouse!" Meowed the grey and black apprentice, shoving at him with a paw as she padded past him, headed out for the territory with a sharp gleam in her eyes. She was going to show this tom up. Just wait.