[o] Sentimental

[GnawingOnIce]

The camp was fairly quiet. Except for a few cats wandering and whispering with each other, it was empty. The dusk sun didn’t provide much light but made for a pretty waterfall. One lone she-cat sat near the prey pile. Honeywing, a tortoiseshell she-cat with brilliant blue eyes, didn’t do much but stare at the half-eaten mouse in front of her. The she-cat didn’t have much of an appetite ever. She had only nibbled at it; she wasn’t very hungry.

She had seen how Dogear and Robinheart had been acting. Extra caring toward her mother, Toffee, and toward her. Honeywing flicked an ear, her kitty-brows furrowing and her mouth twitching upward. Why did they have to act like she was still a newborn kit? She knew she was sensitive and a crybaby, but that doesn’t mean they have to treat her any different!

A lump formed in her throat, her eyes beginning to water. She swallowed it down and lay her head on her paws. Inwardly sighing, she closed her eyes for a moment. Honeywing knew her mother was old. She should be joining the elders soon. She didn't like to think about it, but it was the hard truth. All truths have to be dealt with and accepted, she believed.

She opened her eyes again. She supposed she just wanted to be treated like any other cat. Sure, being born with no sense of smell disabled her but she could still serve her Clan. Distracted by her thoughts, she didn’t notice a cat approach her.

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Notes;; this thread is mainly open to possible mates/friends, mostly friends. Please only consider hopping in if you want to help a sweet girl out

[LupTacco]

Little circles rippled out around a fine grey paw as it stirred the river gently, prodding curiously at the smooth stones below. A pair of bright blue eyes loomed over them, tilting and blinking at the way the light caught on the water and the rocks. Silverspot had been entertaining himself this way by the camp entrance for a little while now, though he hadn't been keeping track of the minutes very well. When he noticed the sunlight had moved a bit, he shook his head in surprise and stood, realizing he probably had something to do even if he didn't know what yet. Spotting a somewhat newer cat, someone related to ol' Dogear, Silverspot decided that 'something to do' was talking to her.

"What's the thing, Honeywing?" he mewed brightly in greeting, sitting nearby. His tail-tip flicked in a friendly way, his ears alert and ready for a response.

[GnawingOnIce]

Honeywing was swept away from her thoughts by a voice. She lifted her head and turned to him. It was Silverspot, a warrior not too much younger than her. “What’s the thing, Honeywing?” The usually bright tom mewed, sitting near her. Her sapphire blue eyes studied him for a moment, memorizing his appearance give they meet again. Let’s see… gray fur, blue eyes that were.. Hm, frostier? compared to hers, and a friendly face. The tortoiseshell she-cat realized she had been staring intently at his eyes and jumped a bit, she hadn’t said anything in reply!

“Oh, oh, sorry. Uh, I was eating this mouse but I’m not that hungry.” She finally replied, an awkward look on her face. “Would you like the rest of it?” She hastily added, gesturing to the half-eaten mouse with a paw.

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[LupTacco]

((hgkfhd super sorry for the late reply ;; sorry it's so short too aughh))

Silverspot's head bobbed slightly in an idle nod to indicate he was listening, blinking and tilting his head as she gestured at the mouse. "Oh, you sure?" he chirped with curiosity but leaned down to take a bite. "Schwell," he went on even though his mouth was full, "if you aren'tsh bishy"- he paused to gulp down the morsel- "maybe we could go for a walk? Weather's getting nicer out, I think, and the grass is all green and pretty again." The grey-furred tom waited for an answer with a friendly patience, his tail curling around his paws and his pale blue eyes looking to her jewel-blue ones benignly.

[GnawingOnIce]

Honeywing smiled when Silverspot spoke with his mouth full. She found it funny and cute. Cute. What? No. I don’t like Silverspot like that. We’re merely acquaintances. And so the denial begins. She turned her attention quickly back to him as he spoke clearer.

"maybe we could go for a walk? Weather's getting nicer out, I think, and the grass is all green and pretty again.” He smiled at her.

“Mm.” She bit her bottom lip and glanced outside the waterfall. It was getting pretty late, but… “It wouldn’t hurt, I suppose. I’ve nothing better to do.” The tortoiseshell cat stood and stretched her forelegs before shaking her fur out, attempting to wake herself up some.

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Notes;; you’re fine!