
June 11th, 2020, 11:24 PM
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Re: WindClan Clearing
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Originally Posted by wren
Coyotesnarl could only stare at the tom for a long moment, did he really just say that? He gave his shoulders and awkward shake. He wondered if he actually made Bushkit that nervous that he’d go stammering off about something so weird. The tabby curled his tail around his paws and stared down at the ground for a few seconds. Would it be awkward to go off of that point? Or would it be nice to just change it... yeah Bushkit would probably enjoy switching topics. Though he was curious how hard he could push against the tom before he walked away. “Was it your intention to walk over here and make me uncomfortable?” the tom said glancing down at him with a snort.
“Hmm. I’m sure I could still reel in the ladies right now” The tom said with an overtly sarcastic little voice. That was something he’d never do, considering he was pretty sure he was attracted to nobody. No. That was a lie. Oddears. No? Yes. No. Well actually yes. Whatever he couldn’t be thinking like that. “Oh funny” He snorted
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Bushkit had absolutely no intention to elaborate unless prompted — no, threatened to. He could survive some awkward silence. It was better than spilling his entire life story to Coyotesnarl. That would deter him for sure. His ears flattened and he refused to look at anything but his paws, but the dark brown kit didn’t say a word until Coyote did. "I suppose so," he replied. Why did he approach the medicine cat, exactly? Oh, right. He was throwing a pity party. Not that Bushkit would bring that up. "Is it working?"
Now it was Bushkit’s turn to snort. "Sure thing. When rabbits fly, just maybe I’ll believe that." of course, he wasn’t referring to Coyote’s face. Merely... his personality. "You aren’t the most cheerful cat. Hard to believe, I know." He added, just to make sure he know that Bush wasn’t meaning his looks. Now, it was time to get a bit more serious. "You want some? I sure hope I didn’t ruin it by eating some. Only the finest prey for our great and powerful medicine cat." he mock bowed, making it long and overdramatic.
Last edited by vellichor; June 11th, 2020 at 11:24 PM.
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