06-23-2022, 01:58 PM
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WE'RE ON BORROWED TIME ... ❖
actions. ❖ "speech." ❖ thoughts.
The younger tom wouldn't be left alone for long, the elderly tom making his way along. He had seen the avoidance crop up between Mellowsprite and Nightstorm, and as the eldest in the clans, he took it upon himself to stick his nose where it really shouldn't be. Coming up to the warrior, he would sit down nearby and begin to clean his paws, "How've you been faring?", he would rumble softly as he cleaned his claws with his teeth, the old burn-scarred warrior's eyes half-lidded as he groomed himself in content. He wasn't oblivious to the situation, but he didn't have an understanding of why the two warriors were avoiding one another, even with their kit involved.Letting out a weary sigh, he yawned, "Love is hard, isn't it?"