|
|
Post by Crypticwolf on Aug 26, 2014 22:50:39 GMT -6
The toms dark orbs seemed to soften like a deflating balloon as he saw the twitch in her face, slight furl in her brow, at the mention of socialization. She didn't have enough of it, that's what he was positive of. A smile filled with charm and knowing, formed around his strong jaw.
"Hmm.. well, I didn't really have great friends, they all left, and hardly anyone spoke to me.. I wasn't very accepted to the clan, my sister and I both were unwanted for a while, but slowly, the fact we were there, settled."
Not being pure to your clan is a sad thing. It really was, the tom looked up slowly, almost ashamed. This apprentice probably doesn't even know of the RockClan exchange. He reminded himself, his orbs calm, glistening attractively.
"Oh, and nice to meet you Barrenpaw."
He winked, his dark fur haunting, like he was being hugged by dark demons.
|
|
|
|
Post by Barrensong on Aug 27, 2014 19:59:33 GMT -6
since Crypticpaw is now a warrior, I think this calls for an end. c:
Barrenpaw was interested in hearing about Crypticpaw's little life story. Oh? He had a sister? She began to wonder what might had happened to her. Death most likely.
'I wasn't very accepted to the clan.' So was she, but at least the tom was able to speak. Thank Cloudclan that one of them was able to. She did not understand why he and his sister were not accepted into the clan though, they didn't do anything wrong, or so she thought.
She caught the change of emotion in the tom's eyes, and slowly nodded, smiling a bit. It was nice to meet Crypticpaw too. There was no need to say goodbye, since she could not, so the she-cat stood up and headed back for her nest, looking back once at the tom. It was time for a nap, and she really deserved one now.
|
|
