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Originally Posted by NightWarrior4Life
The wiry brown Tom turned towards the sound. "Oh, hi Pikerunner. I'm just...daydreaming again. Trying to distract myself with my thoughts and the...what I assume is a beautiful landscape." he purred with amusement, joking about his blindness. I may be over being blind but what about my eating thing? Every cat must be so concerned about how skinny I am...but they probably don't want to say anything to be polite. Or they don't notice...with all the preparations for battle...
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He nodded,” Yes, it is pretty. Snow covering the moore and icicles hanging of the few willow trees. And an ocassional rabbit running across the moore. The ones that’s dens weren’t filled with last nights snow.” He meowed as after spending kithood and apprenticehood in Riverclan, he never really knew if the tom was always blind or if he lost it.