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Moon Lily ]
He glanced down at her paw, an eyebrow quirked pompously, before lifting his cold gaze to meet her eyes again.
"A good day, huh?" he echoed, voice falsely thoughtful.
"Yes, I suppose it could be to one who doesn't stick out their neck for their Clan everyday." Bah. Medicine cats. They were weak and selfish, the lot of them. Always hiding in their dens behind their piles of herbs and made-up omens.
"I'll 'take a day off' when you actually begin to do something useful for a change. Tell me, have you had any real prophecies yet? Or do you still have to make them up to feel as if you're accomplishing something important?" A smirk was beginning to tug at the corner of his mouth.