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There was a slight chill in the air as Pineneedle traversed his way through SunClan territory, the final remnants of the cold weather fading away as summer approached. There was a puddle on the ground to his right, and he padded up to it to gaze at his reflection; he looked lonelier than the last time he'd done somehting like this, before the Romance Festival. His date with Gingersnap hadn't gone well back then, and it had got him thinking about his future. Was he the reason the date hadn't worked out, or was it more on Gingersnap's end? Did he even want a mate, or was he just lonely? He pondered these questions as he gazed at his reflection, feeling very philosophical all of a sudden.
pao LOOK I FINALLY MADE IT AFTER EIGHTY SEVEN YEARS pao I TAG U AGAIN
(let the romance happen!!) PS he's got one of those giant stuffed rabbits you get around like valentines day and stuff
Cinderbandit was on his way back from hunting, or what was supposed to be hunting, and turned into him finding his newest trinket. Trying to carry it back was becoming a nightmare though. This giant rabbit was super cute and he planned to drop it off in the nursery, but first, he had to get it there, and without destroying the thing before getting it home. Dragging it wasn't really working and was getting the stuffed animal dirty and not really getting it where it needed to be. He paused, eyed his prize, and tried to think his plan through.
Pineneedle caught a glimpse of something large, furry, and decidedly not-feline through the trees; he approached it slowly and coughed to catch the attention of the cat beside it. Cinderbandit--one of his Clanmates, though not someone he knew much about. "Um...do you need a paw, or something? I'd hate for that thing to get dirty." He paused. "...Also, what is it?"
Cinderbandit glanced duo when someone walked close to him, with a shrug and responded with “not sure. But it’s cool looking so I took it.” He reared back enough to place his two front paws in the stuffed animal, examining it a little better. Still unsure what it was though, he hoped down and started to walk around it. “And I’ll definitely take a helping paw to carry it home.” He could just see the look on his sister’s face when he came in with his newest trinket! She’d be so disappointed.
Pineneedle sized the mysterious object up with a glance and nodded. "Alrightey then. Let me give you a paw hauling that thing back to camp," he said, reaching out to get a grip on it. Cinderbandit certainly had interesting taste. "...Do you do this kind of thing a lot?"
LOOK pao I REPLIED I'M FINALLY GETTING THE HANG OF THIS ROLEPLAYING THING
“Oh, yeah. All the time. Got a whole collection of random trinkets. I even let the kits play with them sometimes too!” Cinderbandit was now pulling the front, trying to steer this massive thing where he wanted it to go. It was a little dirty but plenty soft and he could just imagine the kits’ faces when they saw his newest prize. Taking a hold of the head area, he lifted it up and continued speaking. “Pwty oool ‘ight?”
