[ My apologies that this is late! I’m kind of a scatterbrained >.< ]
Just as Daturapaw padded away, her tail held high and her head held up, she didn’t notice where she was going, so she had bumped into Nightfallpaw, her older half-brother. The multi-colored tom had immediately let out a growl towards his younger sibling. Naturally, Daturapaw wasn’t afraid of her siblings - as many as they were - Nightfallpaw did little to scare her. She was able to get along well with Twilightpaw and Eveningpaw, on the other paw. Nightfallpaw was just a bit too bossy for her liking.
“What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be hiding in a hole before someone pushes you in one?” Nightfallpaw snickered. However, Daturapaw simply rolled her eyes and padded onwards, brushing past her sibling without a fright in her expression.
Nightfallpaw watched as Daturapaw sauntered away. An
unusual wave of confidence settling within her. Who is she trying to show off for? It appeared in that way that Daturapaw was showing uncanny bravery. Nightfallpaw knee not to underestimate his sibling just because of how tiny she was, but still...like any brother, he got a real joy out of annoying her. Turning his head, he caught his best friend only a few distances from him. Nightfallpaw had let out a huff of air...now understanding why Daturapaw was behaving in such a manner. Nightfallpaw trotted towards Smokepaw, a broad smile on his
ever-so-charming expression. Approaching his grumpy best friend (as he dubbed him) Nightfallpaw playfully whacked him with his tail.
“Wassup, Smokey!” He exclaimed, whimsically. It was still quite early for Nightfallpaw to be awake, as he had the habit of sleeping in. Being the heavy sleeper that he was, he took more than a few times to...
successfully awaken the Maine coon. Now that he was up and bustling about - the twinkle in his eye meant that he was ready to start trouble. And, who was better to start trouble than with his main cat? His right paw? His best friend?
But first.... “Why was Daturapaw talking to you?” He asked, a little bit curious that his sister - who hardly ever talked to others and usually stayed in her own little corner would approach a tom like Smokepaw.
“I didn’t think the two of you were,” He wiggled his nose.
“Friends.” The word sounded so...foreign. Like it wasn’t right for Daturapaw to associate herself with any cat that Nightfallpaw was friends with. The tom plopped down next to his friend, his ears twitching. He noted to himself that he needed to speak to Daturapaw about her
limitations. He didn’t like her trying to be friends with who he considered to be his friends. Especially if they were his
best friends.
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