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 Posted: Wed May 28, 2014 6:37 pm
Barkpelt flattened his ears and dipped his head in acknowledgement to the admonishment and in respect to the long-past warrior.
"Perhaps that's why I don't remember you mentioning her, or I was being young and foolish and didn't hear."
Everyone was a kit once, though he cringed inwardly to think of his gangly, clumsy younger days. As it is, the tip of his tail twitched as he turned to Thornpaw and tried to hide his amusement at her outburst. He supposed she must be quite hungry by now. His chest rumbled back pleasantly in answer to her purr, and though she offered the first of the fresh-kill, he thought he'd let her have the majority of it and he'd pick something out of the pile for himself after their visit. Didn't make sense to punish her further with hunger.
Of course Bramble would ask a question, in his way, right when he had a mouthful of feathers. He raised his head and did his best to finish the mouthful as gracefully and quickly as possible, shooting his apprentice a grateful look when she responded to the elder for them. He agreed with her as soon as he was able.
"We do have the time, and it's always good to listen and learn, yes? Please go on, Bramblestrike."
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Posted: Wed May 28, 2014 7:10 pm
Bramblestrike became rather engrossed in his squirrel. The churning of his stomach had finally distracted him enough to where the previous statement of squirrels not exactly being his favorite of foods were forgotten.
He munched on the delicacy of recently caught squirrel for a moment. His munching sounding rather loud... probably the negative side effect of being old. But for the moment it appeared as though he had heard nothing of their request for the story.
His eyes shifted to them as his jaw twitched to further chew his food and for a moment, he stared blankly at them. His chewing soon stopped. He swallowed.... Blinked....
"...... Dogs....."
There was another brief pause of a stare before attention was returned to his squirrel.
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Posted: Wed May 28, 2014 7:30 pm
Thornpaw bit into the finch, greedily swallowing down her bite, waiting for the old cat to finally stop chewing on his squirrel to get with the story.....
....and all she got was dogs.
Staring blankly at him, frustration rising inside of her, she flicked her tail, making a cross face as she waited for him to continue. "Dogs...... AND?!" she meowed, barley able to hold back a hiss. There had to be more to the story than just dogs....that wasn't even a story period! "What happened next?" she flicked her tail.
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