[Bracken12]

Originally Posted by Undercover

Cottonfrost looked up from his relaxed grooming as pawsteps patterned toward him. He met the gaze of an orange and white tomcat. Giving a cool nod of welcome, he tapped a spot of sunlight beside him with his long, dark grey tail.
"Well," he meowed courteousley, "It's a pleasure to meet you." He flicked his tail as the other cat rambled on, seeming very uncomfortable. Why would he choose to talk to Cottonfrost if he didn't seem to want to? Standing up, the large, lean, dark grey warrior jerked his head toward the entrance of camp.

"We can hunt." He meowed. Cottonfrost didn't mind going out and doing something helpful, it was part of his duty as a warrior. He started to pad toward the exit of the clearing, his tail swishing side to side with calmness. "An no," he meowed. "I am sure you aren't at all stupid." As you sound right now. He added inside his head. Maybe he could help this other cat overcome whatever was making him so nervous if they weren't in a clearing crowded full of cats. It probably made him nervous or something.

{Aww, it's fine; I love him!}

"Okay, lets do that!" Sundapple said quickly. Following Cottonfrost, his tail jerking in pent up frustration. " Thanks," he meowed quietly. Padding towards the exit of the clearing, he felt strange. He wanted to tell Cottonfrost everything, about his mother, him being half-clan, his awkwardness, his personality issues; everything. Sundapple didn't think that Cottonfrost wouldn't want to hear about all of that. He was torn between telling Cottonfrost, and then just shutting up and hunting. " Today seems.... like a good day to, um, hunt don't you think?" he asked, in a clawing for the stars attempt to start a conversation.

( here's more info on the lovable bean: http://www.warriorcatsonline.com/for...ad.php?t=11267 All the bolded is what makes him so " Personality jumpy" )