
April 24th, 2019, 04:23 PM
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Mommy Long Legs themed
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Join Date: Jul 2018
Status: Gone
Gender: Female[she/her]
Bump Policy: Never, leaving the site
Posts: 15,096
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Re: Dear Fellow Traveler [open to everyone]
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Originally Posted by BILL.
Wheat wasn't interested in Bramwell's apologies, giving the other tom a brisk nod in response. "That's optimal. You should never approach another cat with aggression unless they are actively threatening you. I was keeping my nose where it belonged." Wheat wasn't upset, however. As long as he smartened up, there'd be no issues between them. The nosy she-cat, on the other hand, he wasn't so sure. "The same applies to you," he told the tuxedo female. "My name is none of your business." Wheat had no interest in delving into his personal information. He didn't intend on hanging around, although he would assist the older female if she needed the help. It would be outside his morals to leave a cat to die.
As for the tom in the tree-- well, Wheat simply didn't care about him. He hadn't been loud to begin with, and if the cat had an issue with his voice levels, he was welcomed to meet Wheat's paw.
"Calm yourself," he instructed Agave. He recognized the panic and fear in her tone, and he understood it. She was surrounded by many strange cats, cats he himself didn't know, and her fear scent could be detected for miles. "Agitating yourself is not ideal, Agave. You are not in Clan territory, and this is not my land." He was just passing through. A wanderer with no place he could call home, as he last saw ShadowClan under the influence of the Dark Forest and had no intention of returning.
Wheat glanced back at the group of cats that surrounded them, and his whiskers twitched as he stepped toward Agave. "I have no intention of harming you. If you need aid in catching prey, I can offer my service before I depart." He hadn't eaten yet either, so catching a meal for two wasn't out of his way.
@GLaDOS, @Silvershadow, @Coriander, @Cave
(yeah it's kinda rude to disregard posting order, it's there for a reason.)
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Bramwell dipped his head respectfully as he began to regret being aggressive. He was glad inside to have been taught that lesson and he wouldn't do it again to any cat. "Very well I guess i should get going. Got a lot of places to see.", he meowed. The tom looked at the other cats with greetings and goodbyes and headed on his way.
(This is my last roleplay here, since I've been a little busy.)
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