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Originally Posted by Vortex
Soulkit blinked, digging his claws into the pine needles underpaw and not tearing his gaze away from the tomcat. He really wasn't sure what to think, although he knew better than to trust him. After a moment, he hunched over slightly, still watching the tom. “Prove it,” he meowed, his tone remaining exactly the same as before, calm and monotonous. The black and white kit settled into a comfortable crouch with his forepaws tucked under him. He made no move to even touch the animal as he gazed at the tom, waiting. |
Blackclaw wasn't generally a cat to lose his patience, but Soulkit was making him angry for no general reason. Blackclaw rolled his eyes at the young tom's remark, crouching down to sniff the marsh animal. He took a small bite and sat up, letting the flavor set on his tongue. He chewed the frog and swallowed, returning his gaze to the thin, bony kit. "Satisfied?" He asked, pushing the frog with his paw towards the former loner. "Will you TRY it, at least?" The older tom was getting a bit restless at the kit's tactics. He obviously didn't want to eat, and Blackclaw needed to go hunt to feed the elders.