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Post by stickclaw on Jan 14, 2017 2:10:43 GMT -5
Wolffrost | He/him | FoxClan Camp, Clearing | Copperlight
Wolffrost's fur ruffles as he realizes Copperlight was looking back at him. Why was he doing that? Wolffrost lashes his tail moodily. The gray tom almost wanted to look away and pretend he wasn't watching him but he was kind of infuriating at this point.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 14, 2017 2:23:09 GMT -5
Copperlight watched as Wolffrost visibly became annoyed, or perhaps unnerved. He reached his paw up to smooth down the fur atop his head before getting up. He leapt down from the Apprentice Den, trotting cheerily over to Wolffrost. He plops down with sarcastic grace, right in front of the rock the other tom was on. "Hey grumpy! You're looking a bit," Copperlight pauses, raking his eyes over Wolffrost with clear amusement. "fluffy. Is it the weather or am I just that radiant?"
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Post by ❄🐾Luna🐾❄ on Jan 14, 2017 2:23:59 GMT -5
(Tbh I forgot about Copperflight for a moment and after the meeting I was like.. 'Shitakimushrooms')
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Post by stickclaw on Jan 14, 2017 2:38:58 GMT -5
Wolffrost | He/him | FoxClan Camp, Clearing | Copperlight
Wolffrost lets out a faint hiss when Copperlight starts to come over. He dug himself into this hole hadn't he?
"Neither. Don't flatter yourself." Wolffrost says with a scowl.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 14, 2017 3:46:55 GMT -5
Copperlight smirks, tilting his head. "It is me, isn't it?" He rises up, planting his front paws on the rock. "Don't worry, you don't have to say anything. I don't judge." A jesting grin lit his face. "Anywho, don'tcha get lonely up here? It must be awfully boring, brooding up here all the time." Copperlight was probably enjoying picking at his clan-mate too much, but it wasn't like there was anything else to do. Plus, Wolffrost seemed pretty interesting. A little antisocial, but that never got in Copperlight's way before.
(No worries Butter! I didn't add in Copper until after the meeting, anyway))
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Post by stickclaw on Jan 14, 2017 4:01:04 GMT -5
Wolffrost | He/him | FoxClan Camp, Clearing | Copperlight
"No." Wolffrost answers tersely, not specifying towards either of the other tom's questions. Or maybe it was just a reaction towards Copperlight in general. Wolffrost takes a step back, trying to keep his distance. His eyes shift from Copperlight to the higher rocks quickly as if he was making sure there was still a clear path to make a break for it.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 14, 2017 4:37:41 GMT -5
Copperlight leans back, sitting on his haunches with his paws curled into his chest. He stares at Wolffrost for a tense few moments. Suddenly, a sly grin spreads across his muzzle. "Am I making you... uncomfortable?" He flutters his eyelids exaggeratedly. At this rate, Copperlight was quite sure he would drive him away. A shame it'd be, too, Copperlight thinks as he eyes the warrior, grin sliding into a teasing smile.
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Post by stickclaw on Jan 14, 2017 4:59:36 GMT -5
Wolffrost | He/him | FoxClan Camp, Clearing | Copperlight
Uncomfortable? Massively so. But he knew better to admit to anything. "No," Wolffrost huffs in annoyance, "What do you want?" He asks. The tom's tail swishes mutinously- he looked as if any moment he might try and swat Copperlight in the face.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 14, 2017 5:23:40 GMT -5
"I can't chat up my fellow warrior?" Copperlight pouted, mock hurt. He turned his head, side-eying Wolffrost carefully. "In all seriousness though, you do look a bit lonely." His whiskers twitched almost embarrassedly at what was more or less an admission to caring.
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Post by stickclaw on Jan 14, 2017 5:48:17 GMT -5
Wolffrost | He/him | FoxClan Camp, Clearing | Copperlight
"No tricks." Wolffrost murmurs under his breath, an almost inaudible mantra.
"I don't see how that's possible in a place like this." The tom says, taking his eyes off Copperlight for only a moment to look around camp. There were cats everywhere. Too many of them. "So I'm fine, really. Thanks for the 'concern'." Wolffrost continues, failing to hold a civil conversation or hide any of the facetiousness in his tone.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 14, 2017 16:06:02 GMT -5
Copperlight turns to face him again, a thoughtful frown edging his lips. Ignoring Wolffrost's latter remark, "You could still be lonely around other cats." Especially around other cats. Copperlight examines the tom. Fur ruffled, more than it ought to be. Contrary to what he said earlier, it looked like the weather did have a factor in it. Wolffrost must have been up since sunrise. His claws were digging into the stone uncomfortably, and he was tense- defensive. Copperlight's tail swishes once, decision made. "Come down. You must be hungry." If he'd eaten at all.
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Post by ❄🐾Luna🐾❄ on Jan 14, 2017 16:09:06 GMT -5
(Imma add all the new cats XD)
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Post by stickclaw on Jan 14, 2017 17:22:03 GMT -5
Wolffrost | He/him | FoxClan Camp, Clearing | Copperlight
A sudden panic flares in the large tom. "No! I won't!" Wolffrost screams and scrambles higher onto the rocks. He looks around the camp wildly and then climbs down from on top of the warriors den to the other side. He makes a wild sprint towards the fresh-kill pile, snatches something up without looking, and then finishes his sudden dash to hide behind the elder's log. Wolffrost hunches over the scrawny bird aggressively, eating it with the savagery of a starving animal. His body shudders as he occasionally has to cough up some feathers. The whole ordeal left the tom looking almost three times more hostile than before.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 14, 2017 20:42:50 GMT -5
Copperlight blinks in surprise, dumbfounded for a moment. Ears flattening, he slowly pads around the rock. He creeps over to the Elder's den, peeking his head around the side cautiously. He draws back quickly, fur rising. Shaking his head to clear it, Copperlight looks back around the log. "Uhh, Wolffrost? You okay there mate?"
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Post by stickclaw on Jan 14, 2017 21:13:10 GMT -5
Wolffrost | He/him | FoxClan Camp, Clearing | Copperlight
Wolffrost licks a messy smear of blood from his muzzle and stares at Copperlight through narrowed eyes. He makes only a non-committal grunt in reply, not really a yes or no. Wolffrost hastily pushes earth over the finished remains of his meal. Surprisingly his fur does start to lay flat again. "I've should probably go hunt soon." He mutters. name | pronouns | rank | location | interacting with; others present
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