Arc's tail twitched as he glared at Marshstrike. I think I'll stay right here. After all, we Both earned a right to be here. He snarled, his eyes daring.
@Bluest+r~
@Hushfalls
MoonWeeper looked curiously between the two cats. The tension between them intrigued him. He looked at the new cat. "We're going to take a look around do you want to join us. The more the merrier!" He swayed where he stood. "If you know this area well that would help too."
The dark trees looming made him nervous. He had friends now he would be fine besides he now knows two cats who live here. It isn't that bad just different. The reason this place gives me the creeps must be because it's just not my style. He looked at the two cats before him. different cats like different things I guess.
@Crown_Sage @Bluest+r~
Marshstrike narrowed his eyes. "Fine." He spat. "Though, I'm not sure you'll be comfortable walking around with a person who murdered his [will insert later]." Marshstrike twitched an ear and looked at MoonWeeper. "That's not a problem for you, is there?" He muttered and grinned.
Moonweeper glanced nervously towards Arc. Murderer? He shuffled his paws uncomfortable. “For all I know I’m a murderer too, so why wouldn’t we bring him a long!” It was still hard for him to get over the fact that he may have done horrible things, but at this point though the only choice he had was to accept it. How can I judge someone I don’t know. And these cats were the only chance he to no longer be lonely. Friends seemed to be hard to come by around here. Even though these cats were really intimidating they did seem nice enough.
His eyes trailed back to the forest and curiosity overtook them. He really wanted to explore it. “Can we go now?”
Moonweeper glanced nervously towards Arc. Murderer? He shuffled his paws uncomfortable. “For all I know I’m a murderer too, so why wouldn’t we bring him a long!” It was still hard for him to get over the fact that he may have done horrible things, but at this point though the only choice he had was to accept it. How can I judge someone I don’t know. And these cats were the only chance he to no longer be lonely. Friends seemed to be hard to come by around here. Even though these cats were really intimidating they did seem nice enough.
His eyes trailed back to the forest and curiosity overtook them. He really wanted to explore it. “Can we go now?”
Marshstrike blinked. "So you actually don't remember why you're here?" He sneered. "Do you remember anything?" Marshstrike asked and shuffled his paws. "Sure, we can go. I don't really know the forest well, though." He meowed sharply.
[leta not mention sage because we already mentioned her once. she can read the rest of the posts when she gets back.]
Marshstrike blinked. "So you actually don't remember why you're here?" He sneered. "Do you remember anything?" Marshstrike asked and shuffled his paws. "Sure, we can go. I don't really know the forest well, though." He meowed sharply.
[leta not mention sage because we already mentioned her once. she can read the rest of the posts when she gets back.]
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Originally Posted by Hushfalls
Moonweeper
Moonweeper glanced nervously towards Arc. Murderer? He shuffled his paws uncomfortable. “For all I know I’m a murderer too, so why wouldn’t we bring him a long!” It was still hard for him to get over the fact that he may have done horrible things, but at this point though the only choice he had was to accept it. How can I judge someone I don’t know. And these cats were the only chance he to no longer be lonely. Friends seemed to be hard to come by around here. Even though these cats were really intimidating they did seem nice enough.
His eyes trailed back to the forest and curiosity overtook them. He really wanted to explore it. “Can we go now?”
Marshstrike narrowed his eyes. "Fine." He spat. "Though, I'm not sure you'll be comfortable walking around with a person who murdered his [will insert later]." Marshstrike twitched an ear and looked at MoonWeeper. "That's not a problem for you, is there?" He muttered and grinned.
Arc gave Marshstrike a cold stare. Why was he trying to make fun of him in front of a new cat? That was not going to happen. I didn't kill anyone, you fox-hearted clan cat. He spat, flexing his claws and gazing up at Moonweeper.
Re: The edge. Moonweeper's memories
