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Originally Posted by Gemini
At this point Moonpaw has fully spaced out, being snapped out of it when the large Tom sat down next to her. Looking over she realized it was Windystar, was she in trouble? Had she done something? Was she being forced to go back to WindClan? “Do I have to go back?” she blurted out the shaking starting before realizing how insane that sounded and how impolite she was being while shaking she looked at him slowly bending down to dip her head. She looked at his amber eyes ”H-Hi Windystar...” her voice was a bit shaky but as she spoke his name it sounded the slightest bit like Sunkit. She brought her head back up trying to smile at him, she didn’t want to look sad, or crazy, although she was a bit sad she put on a smile more convincing anyways. Though the shaking continued she looked on as if everything was fine: |
He felt bad snapping this cat out of her daydream-like trance. She was new, probably still nervous. This was when he would he from a serious leader to a comforting friend. He relaxed his posture and listened. “Of course not, we need you here.” Windystar knew what it felt like to be needed. Wanted. He wanted to comfort the younger feline as much as he could. He pressed against her ever so slightly, noticing her shaking. He knew she most likely couldn’t control it and he wouldn’t mention it either. He would simply try to nonverbally help. “Hey, Moonpaw.” Relaxed, chill, slow. He was scaring this poor cat WHY DID HE HAVE TO DO THIS. “How’re you doing?” It seemed he was guiding the conversation, so guide it he did. Hopefully in a good direction. He encouraged Moonpaw with a friendly smile and a slight tilt of his head out of curiousity.