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Originally Posted by hope
her formerly bristling fur lay down on her hackles as she tried to calm down her heartbeat, which was going 100 miles an hour. right, the warrior thought uncertainly at the house cat's words. duskblossom thought for a little while after jojo finished talking, trying to see if the story was adding up. she connected the dots, and the story did make a sort of sense, but duskblossom looked the cat up and down. there was just something off. whatever. i'm probably just paranoid, she told herself, attempting to make uncomfortable eye contact with jojo. her eyes narrowed in on the red collar, which was extremely out of place in shadowclan territory. "so, what do you want? food? we can't spare any. the fire made most of the prey flee." duskblossom partly assumed the last sentence, since she hadn't been going on too many patrols lately to see what all the damage was. however, she knew that they would not be able to spare any prey to a housecat that possibly wanted something else. no, duskblossom. she's just a housecat. she doesn't have ulterior motives. she's not out to get someone. she's just a kittypet. she reminded herself, sighing.
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Jojo forced her fur to lie flat seeing the warrior calm down.
"I just-" she began in a pitiful voice, a desperate look on her face,
"I just need a place to stay... I can't go back to my Two-Leg. I hate being trapped there..." It was a pretty vague lie, but the rogue hoped it would work. Maybe this warrior would believe that this very tall, toned, and somewhat-scarred cat was just a kittypet with a difficult life who was trying to start over in the woods. Or, she may figure out that Jojo was full of mouse-dung and was just a rogue looking to wreak havoc wherever she could. She sat down, curled her tail around her front paws, and began to groom her chest, looking up every so often with wide, unassuming green eyes.