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[Fritter]

"The recluse."
CATFISH CHIRP
He/Him - Warrior - Shadowclan

The Recluse stirred in the clearing, carefully watching those passing by him- he wasn't good at stalking in the shadows quite yet but he was getting better, observing and absorbing information where he could catch it. At a distance he looked asleep as his eyes were in a near permanent squint trying to pick apart the blurry figures further around the clearing, his vision didn't stretch as much as the usual cats did. This was something he found wasn't getting any better, so instead had to wade through the issue and ignore it. Tail curling over his side he spotted a specific feline, Fly Tail, he'd heard about them. He'd heard about the challenge to this feline's brother's role as an enforcer, and the peculiar outcome. Blinking slowly he kneaded his paws into the dirt eyes narrowed. His thought hummed to life like a machine whirring into action, cranking through each tidbit of information he held on this particular feline- which was already covered. This cat was related to someone with a big fancy title. He felt disinterested by the idea of drawing them over for conversation so offered a light wave of his tail, few effort put in to make it visilbe. Maybe they saw it, maybe they didnt. Either way it didn't bother Catfish. His deadpanned face held it's clear disinterest as he moved upward slightly, shoulders hunching as he moved into a more slumped, yet now upright, position. "Fly Tail... correct...?" Slow to arrive the words travelled just barely. He'd also heard about the skills this feline had, just whispers. Something about tree's...

(Shorter starter, but hopefully still good enough!! @Tallstar Reply whenever silly!!)

[Tallstar]

Flytail
48 Moons
He/Him

FlyTail turned his head at the sound of his name, his blue eyes settling on the figure across the clearing. He hadn’t been actively listening, but the voice had carried just enough to reach him. He saw the flick of a tail first — half-hearted and low to the ground, like the sender didn’t care much if it was noticed or not. He recognized the tom — Catfish. Not the most social, but Fly Tail had seen him around enough to remember the name. Strange, quiet, always observing. He adjusted his stance before walking over, slow and even. No hurry, no sign of tension, just a steady approach. He stopped a short distance away and dipped his head slightly in acknowledgment. “Yeah,” he said, voice calm. “That’s me. Fly Tail.” His gaze didn’t wander. He looked directly at Catfish — not in challenge, just in a straightforward, practical way.

@Fritter

[Fritter]

Originally Posted by Tallstar

Flytail
48 Moons
He/Him

FlyTail turned his head at the sound of his name, his blue eyes settling on the figure across the clearing. He hadn’t been actively listening, but the voice had carried just enough to reach him. He saw the flick of a tail first — half-hearted and low to the ground, like the sender didn’t care much if it was noticed or not. He recognized the tom — Catfish. Not the most social, but Fly Tail had seen him around enough to remember the name. Strange, quiet, always observing. He adjusted his stance before walking over, slow and even. No hurry, no sign of tension, just a steady approach. He stopped a short distance away and dipped his head slightly in acknowledgment. “Yeah,” he said, voice calm. “That’s me. Fly Tail.” His gaze didn’t wander. He looked directly at Catfish — not in challenge, just in a straightforward, practical way.

@Fritter

"The recluse."
CATFISH CHIRP
He/Him - Warrior - Shadowclan
Mind Reader | Agatha kitty | Heightened perception (hearing)

Catfish was surprised that the words had actually caught the cats attention, he'd been so careful to be quiet. Regardless, he was speaking with someone now. His brain sputtered into motion, as it did during conversation, trying to manufacture what he was going to say. What was he going to say? The most he knew about FlyTail was he was related to someone important and he had knowledge on something about tree's. Rolling his jaw in thought he noted the way that FlyTail walked over him, his answers were calm and he didn't seem too bothered about being called over. This did little to improve Catfish Chirp's desire for conversation with the feline, but at least he knew he wasn't bugging them by starting one. Right. To have a conversation you must speak and so far he had only called them over, he begun with a small string of small talk- "Ah, good.. i got the.. name right." His need to squint to try pick out the cats features was eased by them coming closer- which meant he didn't have to try so hard just to tell if they were infact, FlyTail. He near mirrored FlyTail's demeanor, trying to keep the same calm although it was more to seem like he was paying attention. He found he didn't have to put much effort into listening anyway, his ears picked up on it all anyhow but it would be rude to rely only on his ears. "I just.. wanted to.. start a conversation.. if you dont mind?" Stating the obvious. Of course. But it got him speaking, so it was a win, he supposed. FlyTail likely didn't know him very well and neither did Catfish Chirp so he hoped he hadn't worded it like FlyTail was in some sort of trouble- not like he had any authority here. "How are... you?" His spaced out speaking was bad enough without him basically whispering so he put in a bit more effort to speak louder. Now FlyTail was in his line of sight and he could focus on their features more he was watching for subtle face expressions, listening to tone and wanted to start with a foundation before he did any gossiping with a fellow clanmate. That was his intention afterall, he just needed to find out if they were for or against such a thing.

(I just woke up when i started writing this so vm me if it seems confusing )