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Clearly this other cat, a former-
ThunderClanner (though Ceri didn't know this), never knew anyone who guarded their food so ferociously. But that was how it was in these questionable strips of unclaimed territory. The laws were written by the best thieves and rascals, cats who came out on top- But these changed day to day, and there was never a certainty to what one truly owned. Ceri was right to defend what he had been given. Who was to say Stone wouldn't turn on him in some cruel trick?
Ceri's eyes lock on to the other tom's wary, perhaps even startled gaze and he maintains this contact steadily even as he finishes the piece of prey at his paws.
"Well, Stone," the rogue muses as he rises to his feet, the carcass falling over when he accidentally swipes his tail around his paws.
"Thanks for the food, but I should be going." There was the slightest hint of a smile at the corner of his lips as if there were some hidden humor in what he was saying.
"Don't be too much of a pushover now, alright?"