by ragemonster » Sun Apr 22, 2012 7:37 am
Blackpaw
Blackpaw smiled warmly at the younger cat, who didn't say anything. "Hello," he said to Blossomkit, dipping his head slightly to her. He wondered if she was just shy, if that's why she wasn't speaking. "And I'm Thistlefoot," growled a much deeper voice, and a grizzled brown tabby tom stepped out of the hollowed log, as well. His hazel eyes acessed Blackpaw, looking him up and down, before he wrinkled his muzzle—which was shot through with gray, presumably from age, thought Blackpaw—and said, "You'll do. You've got powerful legs on you; you're a decent climber, I take it?" Blackpaw dipped his head in a nod. "Yes, I can get up and down a tree just fine."