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Originally Posted by Lonestar23
A surprised yowl escaped the black tom's maw as a sudden weight landed on him. Sound the alarm! We're all under attack! I'm going to die. This is it; I'm going to die. Those were just a few of the thoughts that rolled through his head before he heard Canineheart's laughing tone. "Not fair! You didn't even give me a warning!" He mewed, his ears flicking backwards, although his tone was laughing as well. To be honest there wasn't too much humor in the situation. So what was he laughing about? Perhaps it was just funny that she had actually done it. When Obsidiansky had first met her, he hadn't thought of her as a playful type. Then again, when he had first met Sagewhisker, he hadn't thought of her as a motherly type. Infernosky hadn't seemed like a sympathetic type. Rainpaw hadn't seemed like the type to take advice. It would have been thought that he would have learned his lesson by now. "But it's good to see you anyway. Even if you did decide to show me up," He mrrowed with a purr rumbling in his throat at the same time. It was nice to see her. She was looking a lot happier then she had before. And that made Obsidiansky really, truly happy. |
Canineheart's smile leased a tad as Obsidiansky's ears flitted back, but it eventually returned. It felt great talking to the tom again; he was the only cat that hadn't pressured her too much. In fact, he was quite the opposite, he was the one who had helped her stand up to her "friends", he was the one who she felt comfortable around. Of course, now a days, it felt like he was the only one who she could be herself around. After she had spoken to her friends and been firm with them, they showed their true arrogant sides, the ones where they never really cared about her. No matter how much Canineheart wanted to release her feelings on to Obsidiansky as she had done before, Canineheart figured that she shouldn't dampen the bright and cheery mood.
"Show you up?" Canineheart scoffed with a purr, "I never thought I would hear those words come from your mouth." The smile broadened on her maw. " And now that the whole clan thinks we're under attack, want to go hunting?" Canineheart asked, oblivious to Obsidiansky's exhaustion. Unlike her tom-friend, Canineheart wasn't as prone to the heat, with her brown pelt and short fur. The heat felt great to her, and she didn't actually consider what it felt like to others.