Surprisingly enough, there was room for both of them. Leafbreeze held a content smile as Flintspirit settled into his own spot. She perked her ears as he spoke again. Quite simple. Simple was nice, though. Especially in Flintspirit's case, for part of his charm was being easy to understand and relate to. As he flipped her own question towards her though... she dipped her head, having to think for a moment.
"Hmm... to describe me..." She glanced up at Flintspirit, a smirk present as she spoke again.
"Well, for one, I suppose I'm quite fond of caring for younger cats. Doesn't matter where they come from. If they need it, I will help them." She followed with a shrug. It wasn't anything mindblowing or special, but it was the truth.
"Don't think that I'm a pushover, though. I will fight a cat who crosses me. You included. Not that I believe you would hurt anything." Flintspirit may be a large cat, but the dad energy he radiated was far too great to believe he could do much wrong. It also made his presence within this cramped den tolerable.
"On a lighter note, I quite enjoy flower picking. Such a calming activity..." She meowed lightly, pausing briefly to check and make sure Flintspirit was the only cat around for this next and final fact.
"Oh, one more thing actually!"
A sly laugh escaped Leafbreeze as she leaned up quite dramatically to just barely be in range of Flintspirit's ear, lowering her voice to a whisper.
"Now, don't tell anyone I told you... but my father was actually Windclan's deputy, Brindle... something. It's a long story that I wouldn't quite know how to explain, my mum never explained why everything happened the way that it did." A sigh escaped Leafbreeze as she leaned back, heart racing. She'd never told anyone about that before... it was certainly an experience! She needed a moment, though. Spilling secrets like that took quite a bit out of the she-cat.
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