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[Mentalist Psycho]

Flopwhisker glanced at Cricketstar, wondering if she wanted it. She hadn't eaten before heading to Moonstone, after all. "I'm good," he told the apprentice.

[Inktvis]

Cricketsong smiled and giggled at Flopwhisker's act. "Well done" she praised the apprentice, a growl escaped her stomach, "Why don't we all share?" she offered not wanting to be the only one eating.

Scorchedpaw looked up, his deep voice rumbling in his throat as he spoke. "Your welcome" The tall, broad tom glanced up his ears flicking back as he tried to see if this cat was a potential ally or foe.

Hareflight leapt up into the air, her SkyClan legs propelling her leap. "Holy StarClan!" she exclaimed and let out an explosion of laughter when she realized what Thornflight had done. "You scared me!" she laughed.

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Raggedpaw nodded. She took a few small bites, leaving the magority of it for the older cats. The fish tasted good and she hoped that Cricketstar would like it too.

[octoberwind]

Masolvic leaped over rocks and tall tufts of grass, his muscles rippling under his thick pelt. Masolvic loved exercising and stretching his limbs. The breeze blew through his fur and he was aware all of the scents and sounds that came from the forest. Suddenly a strange smell made him stop in his tracks, crouching down, the tom sniffed once again.What's that smell? he asked himself silently.

[Mentalist Psycho]

Thornflight grinned at Hareflight's reaction; she looked pretty when she laughed, the tabby tom couldn't help noticing. He looked away, slightly embarrased even though there was no way she could tell what he was thinking.

Flopwhisker nodded and took a small bite, leaving Cricketstar with a nice, juicy portion. He glanced at his apprentice, blue eyes bright. "Great catch," he praised her.

[Inktvis]

Cricketstar felt her belly growl with satisfaction as she took the last bite of the fish. "Mmmm. Yes indeed, very well done Raggedpaw"
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Hareflight was about to splash him back when she picked up the scent of a strange cat. "Can you smell that?" she asked him. She glanced at the tabby tom and noticed how with his drenched fur clinging to his body she coudl see all the muscles beneath. He is VERY handsome she couldn't help thinking.

[Mentalist Psycho]

Flopwhisker ran his tongue over his whiskers to clear the fish scent from them. "We're heading to camp," he told Raggedpaw. "You gonna stay here and hunt some more?"

Thornflight paused, raising his nose to the air. It took a moment to sort through the different scents, most of which were fish and the river, but he caught the faint scent of a cat he didn't recognize. "I wonder who that could be," he mused, wading back to shore and shaking water from his fur.

[octoberwind]

Maseolvic looked up, his front paws propped up on a log, suddenly he spotted what he had smelled the moment before: two healthy looking cats, he studied them for a long moment, wondering what to do, of course he had always tried to avoid other cats, for he feared it would stir up unwanted trouble, however these cats seemed to be eyeing him in away that made his paws itch to pad forward and meet them.

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Mosspaw nodded curtly to him before looking back at at Frostpaw. "Can I talk to you for a moment?" "Sure." Frostpaw bounced to her paws happy to go with him. He led her a short distance away and out of hearing distance. He could feel his fur bristling already as he turned sharply to face her. "No."

Frostpaw stared back at him slightly surprised. "No what?" "I don't like him stay away from that kit." Frostpaw narrowed her ice blue eyes, they were suddenly hard and angry. "You don't get to decide who I hunt and hang around with!" She turned her tail flicking form side to side and started walking back to Scorchedpaw. "And he's not a kit he's older than us!" She spat over her shoulder.

[Inktvis]

Scorchedpaw watched as the siblings exchanged words. He stood up and watched silently as his friends stormed away from the tom. He did not particularly like the tom, but then again he only liked a select few cats.

Hareflight watched cautiously as the strange cat stopped in plain view; watching them. She looked at Thornflight who had gone back to shore and followed. She stood beside him, her ruffled fur brushing his side.