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Originally Posted by Chameleon
(Found it!) She purred,” Good.” She flicked her tail,” It’s just?” (It’s Chameleonvine now)
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(okay, let's act as though the ceremony just ended while Eagle was out of camp doing stuff....)
"Chameleonpaw! (you're going to have to correct her) Hey... Well.... It's just.... Um..." She didn't quite have the words to describe what she meant to be saying, so she simply inquired," Can you keep secrets?" Yes, the secret she was thinking of was completely irrelevant, and she felt a twinge of reluctance as she asked the question. It was almost as if she was beseeching, "Are you trustworthy?" Of course, every cat wanted to hear secrets and not every cat was always honest, sometimes even dishonest about being honest. "Er.." Curiosity twinkled in her gaze, but it was the worry in her orbs that filled up more spaced and craved attention. The enchantment, the magical, the simply unrealistic look of the emotion sanctuaried in the midst of her appearance was especially, scarcely unnoticeable, particularly for the average eye, and the young apprentice tried to do her best to hide whatever feeling it truly was.