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Originally Posted by AbsurdJinx

Fawnskip was surprised to feel warmth flood her at his response, like she was extremely grateful for Obsidiansky responding that way to her fake story. She narrowed her eyes in a happy-sad manner, exhaling in disbelief. ``Thank you, for saying that. Many others would tell me I was a fool, that I'd been insane to trust him.`` She smiled softly at Obsidiansky, appreciation displayed in her golden eyes. She was extremely proud of herself for successfully getting her story across. It seemed that Obsidiansky accepted her swiftly-made-up backstory, as Fawnskip planned for him to. It seemed luck was on her side. Or at least, if she believed in luck it would be. Fawnskip was a feline who believed luck didn't exist; she claims she makes her own luck. Fate and destiny didn't exist because cats were in control of their own actions. Fawnskip made her own future.


``I basically shared my entire backstory, the story that made me who I am today. You care to share what made you you?`` Fawnskip looked at him through curious eyes, tilting her head slightly to the side to further express her interest. Her curiosity was genuine, as she truly wanted to know why her victim was so protective of his heart. She hadn't met many toms who wanted to defend themselves against her. They always fell to her will, but Obsidiansky was different. And Fawnskip was eager to know why.


The fact that Fawnskip was competing with multiple other felines drove her to win Obsidiansky's heart. Not because she like-liked him, but because she yearned to claim him as a tom she had conquered, as a victim. Fawnskip wondered if Obsidiansky would work just as hard to win her heart as she currently was if she was able to earn his trust. Would the dark-pelted tom pad after her if he trusted her? Would he feel jealous when he sees her with other toms? Would he fight for her? This was Fawnskip's goal, to later answer each of these questions with `yes`, and she felt that she'd be answering `yes` very soon.

Obsidiansky had never been one to trust very easily. Be friendly and trustworthy, sure, but as far as being trusting went? It could take some time. That always depended on the cat, and other things, but generally it took some time before Obsidiansky was willing to truly trust another feline. Especially because he wasn't sure who could and could not be trusted. There were always liars in the Clan - there always had been, and there always would be. But it was hard to pick one out. "You're welcome... and they're wrong, you know." He answered. Maybe he felt some sort of sympathy for Fawnskip because he knew what it was like to have heartbreak in his life. A shadowy, dark area that he could never twist and turn to make it seem like it was right because it never had been.

He was partly afraid of Fawnskip flirting with him, but within the last few minutes, it had felt like they were just two friends hanging out - having a conversation. Like he didn't need to worry about her intentions. And the fact that she had been flirting with him, at least noticeably before was in the past. For Obsidiansky, anyways. He didn't mind now. But her question put him back on the defensive, although it was covered up with a smile and a short laugh. If there was one thing that would ruin their budding friendship (or relationship) it was his defense mechanisms. His survival instincts, so to speak. "That all depends. I think the fun of a mystery is figuring it out - some say solving it. What side are you on?" At the moment, his background was a mystery to her. If she wanted it solved, fine, Obsidiansky would tell her part of the story - but not the whole story. She could figure that out for herself if she wanted it so badly.

Not even Sagewhisker knew the whole story, and he wasn't planning on telling her. There was no one that the tom could trust with his full background, what "made him him" as Fawnskip had put it, and definitely not someone he had just met. Part couldn't hurt, though. If she really needed it - then he would give her pieces and bits of the story, which would be yet another mystery to put together. But that was the fun of it... right? And besides, Fawnskip seemed like she would be up for a good game... a challenge. And besides, it wasn't a lie - it was just holding part of the truth until she cared enough to uncover it. Yeah, Obsidiansky liked that... it was the best way to tell when someone actually wanted to know. Actually cared,
so to speak.