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Originally Posted by BILL.
Ah, the clown fish had arrived!
Lionstar was wondering when his brother was going to pop in, though he flattened his ears at the nickname. "Don't call me that!" He muttered angrily, bristling his spikey pelt.
"What," he mocked lightly, fully aware Koistream had been chatting away with Gentlethunder, "can't find a Jerkboob willing to help you out? You must've scared him away faster than that she-cat you were chasing!" A feat in itself, given Jerkbrains was denser than packed dirt. "Look, we don't have many Clan-mates down a leg. You could risk your chances with Otterface.. which might kill you with how loony she's been, or you're going to eat dirt training with a cat with four legs regardless. Pick your poison."
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"Aww someone jelly because you haven't got any friends?" Koistream snorted, speaking in the way you would to a new kitten, but it was all in good nature.
He hobbled over, practically throwing himself on top of the Tom. Lionstar did not make a bad pillow! Maybe that's why Fawnsqueak was so in love with him? Koistream wondered if they were still gaying it up or if something catastrophic had happened to burst their little bubble.
Talking of love, the butterflies in his belly began to flutter their wings as he heard the mention of Otterstone. A forbidden fruit, dare he take the bite?
"You know you could help me out, you know. Or are you scared I'll take a life?" His meows were completely playful as he pushed his good paw into Lions cheek, Koistream letting a happy purr rumble from his chest the entire time, vibrating against his brother.