The she cat couldnt help as her lips pulled back into a sneer of confusion. She was might to be cunning! Sly, smooth... not confused and ever so slightly intimidating from this hippie flower-power weirdo.
"Joy can be seen as a weakness, you get happy and you... let your guard done? It's not great." She murmured, her mind buzzing with questions.
She chewed her lips, her cheeks slightly heated under the black fur.
"Well, as an apprentices, I loved watching the tadpoles grow and wiggle, they their little legs would appear and then their tail would disappear! Utterly fascinating... I wouldn't say joyful but I must admit, I was addicted to watch them." She admitted rather reluctantly but her childhood secrect being revealed was somewhat relaxing slightly.
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