I'm still around (private, wingspan)

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    As it briefly soared through the air, the cougar nodded. "Don't worry. I'm not thirsty for blood. Just... showing him that he doesn't have an advantage" he replied calmly, sheathing his claws. Maybe that would reassure the vice leader. Sighing, he kept staring at the dog, wondering what its next move would be.


    OOC: Sorry, school work is killing me and I started using a subaccount in Breezeclan, which means I check this one les -.-

    - it's fine! <3


    "Okay," she said, then letting out a hiss at the dog, hoping to scare it, though her attempt to get rid of it failed.

    Well, Cinderpelt/Flarestorm's attack had more success than Wingspan's hiss, that was for sure. Taking a step forward, he rose his front paw and threatened to slap the dog, which seemed to make it stop for a second. Using this to his advantage, the cougar let out a growl, which finally scared the dog away. Would it return? He didn't know. Maybe it'd get backup, maybe it wouldn't risk it again.


    "There. That was easier than in the past."

    [justify]"You're at an advantage, being a cougar," she told him, glad that the dog was now gone at last. If Cinderpelt hadn't been there, she might have been killed. She was so lucky that they were such good friends.[/justify]

    "I don't want to think what could have happened to us if I had been in my cat body" he replied with a grumble before looking around. "But you're right. I'm happy I was around though. Wouldn't want my niece to geet injured, now would I?" he purred.

    He gladly accepted it, but let her pull back easily as he didn't want things to become awkward. He let out a soft purr before flicking his tail. "Well, let's continue, shall we?" he meowed with a faint smile, flicking his tail towards the camp.

    He nodded and continued. He was sure to stop by the spot where they had buried some prey for the clan, but that was still a short walk before they'd reach it. A smile stayed on his maw as he walked, enjoying the moment, even though he still wasn't too sure about his real place in the world.

    He nodded, continuing his walk. he had no idea either, so he kept it quiet, seeing that was better than talking about things tht didn't matter. Heck, even then he had no idea what he could talk about... In his head, he was trying to find things he could actually talk about.

    He nodded, although he wasn't sure if he agreed. Sure, prey would be easier to find and all, but he didn't really think it had been that bad this time. He could remember worse, but maybe he was completely wrong. "I like the next one more, though." he then replied, purring.

    He nodded in agreement before lifting his head a bit higher into the air. "It smells better too" he added, a smile on his maw.


    OOC: Sorry for the incredbiel lateness and low-muse post... :(

    :)


    Sighing, the cougar took on a sitting position. Not that he was tired or something, he was just... feeling like thinking about things. It was quite interesting to look around the territory, which he had seen changing quite a few times, only to discover different things than before. Sure, they had things to bring back home but right now, he felt content with just... sitting there. In the silence. "Hmmm..." he muttered as he closed his eyes with a small smile on his maw.