
September 3rd, 2020, 12:14 PM
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Re: ThunderClan Clearing
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Originally Posted by Rainquail
Boulderpaw had started the nitty gritty work of getting to her twisted leg, probably the worst part of her, always reluctant to touch it even for grooming since that deranged cat tried to cannibalize her leg and twisted it as she tried to get free, when suddenly another cat caught her eye.
She turned, ready again to stare until they walked away, but stopped short, breath caught as she saw the young warrior, her tongue stuck partially out of her mouth in a blep, admiring how pretty she was. She slowly brought her tongue back to her mouth before grooming herself a little more, trying to keep face. Would look bad if she was caught flabbergasted.
"Hmm.... that was a nice haul, there. If you feel up for hunting again later, I would like to join you."
Of course it was because she was itching to get out of camp again, to feel useful, but if she was near a competent and attractive lady as well? Well, that would be an added bonus.
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(I love her pure gay energy XD)
Dappledheart's cool green eyes shifted to the other beside her, a casual expression on her face as she pretended that conversation wasn't even on her mind; surprised that the other would even talk to her. Her gaze glanced down at the other's deranged paw for one moment before looking back at the she-cat's face for a moment. Her chest swelled confidently at the other's compliment about her prey that she'd brought back and as if Boulderpaw had read her mind, the other had asked about going hunting together later.
Of course she wanted a hunting partner; that'd just get them more prey in the end. However, her ornery personality caught control of her tongue and between through that speckled maul, she spoke in a sassy tease, "You best ask your mentor if that's okay, first." She just couldn't let her higher ranking slip out of the picture. Though she knew good well that the other she-cat was probably older than her, she couldn't help herself. Her green gaze held on the other in a suave half lid, wanting to appear cool in her burn.
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