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Valentine returned to the dreary bog exactly when he planned to. He didn't mind the haunted air or the infected prey, as he wasn't nearly stupid to eat something within a mile of this place. 

The ugliness made most cats keep away, which let the area become a calming setting for him. Besides the occasional croak of the frog, it was quiet, leaving Valentine to his empty thoughts.

The silver tom allowed his eyes to drift half shut, relaxing but not off guard.

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W inter trudged through the disgusting bog, looking for a certain cat he had already bothered one, and planned to bother again. He needed to get information from her, and return it to Belladonna as soon as possible. It was extremely important, and he felt bad for letting her down the first time. But he stopped as he spotted a cat a few tail lengths away. There was no use hiding, since he wasn't trying to be quiet, so he put on a stone face and eyes the stranger up and down, a slight growl starting in his throat for a warning, just in case the other was hostile. notes

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Valentine kept his eyes half closed as he sensed another cat close in. He remained motionless as the stranger growled, being wary for good reason.

He wasn't very good at greetings, nor continuing conversations. The male himself had been raised in the way to learn that he was all he needed, not to waste his time on anyone else. It was awfully lonely, but safe; for the other creatures.

If the other had sensed so far that Valentine wasn't immediately going to attack, they'd have to begin the conversation. 

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W inter's lips slid back over his exposed fangs, and he relaxed and stood up straighter, eyeing the stranger with an expressionless gaze. He wasn't one for talking much, but he was getting a little better at his reserved appearance. He swished his tail slowly, and said one word. "Hello." How original. notes

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Valentine sighed loudly, before opening his eyes and blinking at the tom. "Greetings." The silver cat met the other's gaze unflinchingly, no emotions showing from his face. Valentine was a master at masking emotions, any and all.

With the way the stranger held himself, Valentine could see he could pose a possible threat. He wondered what the other cat thought of him. 

He growled, as an especially loud croak followed by the squishing of mud sounded. He hated these areas, forgetting why he even came this place. There were many places he could be alone, yet he picked the dirtiest place he's found.  How had he even wound up in DeathClan? A sense of belonging, maybe?

Valentine had to remember he belonged to no one, and none belonged to him. 

"DeathClan, correct?"

@ tag ● 151 ● btw it's pronounced val-in-teen not like the valentine in valentine day c;

MADE BY VEL OF GS

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W inter tried hiding an amused smile at his question. He wouldn't say he belonged to Deathclan, but just resided here. Though, he did like being around the other cats, even if all of them saw him as the biggest threat the world has ever known. He nodded his head. "Yes, and I presume the same for you." notes

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"Somewhat." There could be harm in the other knowing his name, so he made no offer at it. Instead, the tom closed his eyes again, waiting for another topic to drift into existence.

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W inter looked down at his muddied paws in the look of digust. He wasn't sure what made him come to the marshes, and the only reason he was still here was because of the cat in front of him. He squashed a paw in the mud, and it made a strange sound. He had to turn his gaze away. A frog leaped into the water a few paces away, and he looked back at the stranger. notes

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