Come here pretty kitties...(She-cat apprentices needed!)OPEN

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    Weaselpaw padded around,he smelled she-cats.smiling,he plotted evil in his mind.

    Standingpaw sauntered about camp, naturally acting like she didn't have shit to do, which she did. Chillygaze told her to do, something, she just couldn't remember. As she came upon Weaselpaw she reared back with her forepaw up, an expression of distaste on her face."What's with the crappy grin? I've seen better from a dead badger."

    Hello,Standingpaw. Weaselpaw said.And the smile is nothing.

    Hello.Weaselpaw furrowed a brow.Why are you just...standing there?

    [size=8]Standingpaw completely disregarded Leafpaw, looking to Weaselpaw instead. She thought it a good time to put an impression on this clan. Or at least, the male apprentices. A seemingly genuine smile gracing the she-cat's maw, the femme would turn her back to Leafpaw and begin talking to Weaselpaw."How long have you been an apprentice? You almost look like a warrior." she commented, her tail flick as she tried to get the better of him.

    Few moons now.He thought about what he could do with this she-cat.

    MOBILE POST


    She smiled, and purred. "I couldn't tell..." she blinked, and looked at the tom, while hoping she wouldn't have to keep it up- being cute and flirty had its cons. "Do you know where the beginning of the stream is?"

    No,StarClan knows.He walked thought underbrush.Follow me.

    [size=8]Once she entered the underbrush, she said promptly, though with a hint of lust: "Not only males can be r.pists." she said, walking around him in a circle, before walking out of the bush and sitting down by a tree. She smirked, sort of a come-get-me-or-you're-a-chicken way.

    He attempted to pounce on her.

    He rolled.Okay,first of all me and Standing paw were having a moment.Second...He rolled,throwing her on the ground And him on his feet.You can't pin me.

    [size=8]The slim cream point exited the bushes halfway. She acted innocent. "A moment, well, I do suppose we were. Will you excuse us, Miss?" she asked, tilting her head. The she-cat would sit down, an ear cocked, in wait for Leafpaw's answer.

    He looked at Standingpaw akwardly.

    [size=8]"Yes." Standingpaw giggled. "I was going to ponder over the meaning of moonlight time with Weaselpaw." the slim, pretty she-cat giggled in a high-pitched, obnoxious voice, not unlike the one she was keeping up while talking to Leafpaw earlier. "You know, Leafpaw. I've babbled on and on to you about it." she lied."You must've ignored me.. We'll go over it another time, 'kay?" Standingpaw twittered, setting the she-cat of with a smile.