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Originally Posted by wren
Dogtooth | she/her
A cinnamon tortoiseshell she cat with brown eyes
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She was decently pleased to see the tom had moved on pretty quickly from the apology, there was a youthful exuberance that the tom radiated. Frustrating and refreshing all at the same time. She slowed her pace so the apprentice could walk at her side. “What would you like to do?” she asked quietly, an eyebrow tipped upwards with curiosity.
She always figured you could tell a lot about where cats wanted to spend their time. For Eggpaw, she would assume if he chose battle that he was battle hungry and ambitious and a die hard shadowclan loyalist. Hunting she would’ve assumed he was a little more shy and wanting so desperately to support his clan with nourishment as opposed to… well. Battle.
@Rabbiteye
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Eggpaw padded along side her.
"I think it would be a missed opportunity to not catch some of this prey!" He hid the fact that he hadn't eaten yet today
, and he was slightly hungry. Maybe if he worked really hard, Dogtooth might let him eat something.
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