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Originally Posted by Lonestar23
The brown tabby lowered his head as he spoke, almost as though he were avoiding looking directly at her-- while her uniquely colored hues were fascinating, indeed, they seemed to have a sort of negative spell-like effect on Arrow. Almost as though she were really able to cast a spell with them, even though he understood it was just his fascination. "Absolutely. Meet you back here?" Anyone would have thought he was asking her out by the way his voice sounded and his expression at that moment-- but only for that moment. This was going better then he could have hoped, although he was still wary. What did she want from him? Company was always appreciated in a place like this, but even so... Arrow wasn't sure whether her intentions were good or not. He would keep his guard up. He would be careful. And, under no circumstances, would he turn his back on her... just in case. Here, you didn't turn your back on anyone. Here, you were careful. Thankfully Arrow was not a reckless cat, nor was he technically impolite. After all... being polite would get you places. He had learned that long ago, and now he stuck to it. Even as a young kit, Arrow had hated this place. As a trainee he had hated it more. And as a fighter now, he despised it. If even a young cat could hate the hellhole that was the Dusk Syndicate, it must be an awful place indeed.
(would you rather timeskip to tonight or take a break from Arrow and Ebony?)[/CENTER]
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(sorry for the late reply, had some writer's block so i will timeskip now)
Ebony had quickly slunk away after the dismissal from Arrow. She still wanted to be hopeful, but she had very little trust and the conversation had left her mind spinning. She wasn't the best at reading social cues and couldn't decide whether or not he genuinely wanted to spend time with her. At the same time she felt that desperate young cat within her surge forward in hopes of recruiting a companion. The two sides together made her head ache when she went to sleep, or rather closed her eyes and spun through the conversation about twenty times before falling into a restless sleep.
The lithe black feline didn't feel much better when she woke at sunset either. At first she sprung into a quick panic, thinking that it was a little too dark out and she might be late, but once she had her head out the den entrance she realized that she was fine. There was still maybe a half hour of daylight left, not that she truly knew it that precisely, Ebony simply knew she had some time more than she had other nights. Which meant that she could be first to her stump hopefully waiting. She liked her chest a few times before picking up a brisk pace over to her spot in the clearing. She needed a few minutes of grooming to get her sleep-matted pelt back to its glossy state.
Her mismatched eyes happily settled upon her empty stump, but once again she remained at its base. The weather was warm now, full on green leaf. She wouldn't need the dryness of her stump for awhile now. The charcoal feline stretched out on her side and set to work quickly. She liked to impress with her looks, so she wanted every hair in place by the time Arrow showed up. Though that could be any second. Which had her in a bit of a fluster as she was still unsure of his intentions. Though she was also eager in case he was a more sensible cat than most around here.