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Originally Posted by Gusty
Okay. Good idea. The she-cat thought inside her mind, padding away from the tomcat with slight relief. She could hardly believe that Slash was trying to kill her one moment, and then let her leave the next. It was so unexpected, so strange, so unbelievable. Pastelle wasn't one of a strong imagination, but even so, the fast-paced last hour had seemed more like a dream than anything else.
And yet it was true, completely true. The tortoiseshell looked over her shoulder for one brief second, making sure that Slash was indeed walking away (and not plotting something behind her back). Okay. {Done with rp?}
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(No I kinda want them to find each other again and then Slash be literally sorry for waht he did XD) Noticing that the she-cat didn't have anything to say, Slash let out a silent sigh and climbed up a tree, then buried himself in some leaves and watched Pastelle for a moment. (And lets just say that Slash jumps from mood to mood quickly)