- milkpaw felt embarrassed, she couldn't do anything without her sister toadpaw around. she shook a bit, feeling a vibration begin in her throat as she saw the molly staring. she began to stare back. her eyes drifted onto the molly's mixed coloured face, her evergreen eyes were admirable. the milky white molly flicked her thick tail, dragging her gaze away as she felt warm on her cheeks. "t-training is.... w-well... b-but boring b-because t-toadpaw always beats m-me." the molly stayed quiet before turning her gaze back to the small molly in front of her, trying to ignore her green eyes. "u-uh... h-how about y-your training...?"
downpaw felt his tail flick impatiently, before gazing across camp to see ferretpaw sitting alone. the tuxedo tom flicked his tail, silk-like fur rubbing against his head as he licked his chest. being alone is weird, and going up to a cat out of no where is even weirder. despite his negative mind, the tom approached ferretpaw anyway.
"hello, ferretpaw," he meowed.
pantherstrike sat calmly as he saw meadowwarren's grey tabby pelt. he hadn't really moved since his last encounter with vixenbite, and he felt kind of sorry for the molly, and sad that he had just thrown away a chance to have a healthy conversation. so, he fixed himself on his haunches and called out to the tom. "meadowwarren! nice day we having, how are you liking it?"
