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    Wolfram had little muse lately and he didn't quite know what he was going to do- giving a bit of a huff, the skinny form gnawed at a skinny mouse- he was really restricting his eating lately but it was so the clan mates would have more over the winter. He didn't need that much, he never needed that much.[/fancypost]

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    Cordelia approached Wolfram with a concerned look. "You look kinda skinny! Is that bad? Are you sick?" She didn't understand why he wasn't like the other warriors. The fem blinked, settling before the brown tabby.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]"No no no no," The rushed no's were meant to be in a more gentle tone- he hoped he had accomplished that. "I'm not sick and it isn't necessarily bad. Not the best for me but I can't eat much, others deserve the food much more than I do," The warrior explained with a bit of a soft smile, partially a smirk. He mainly didn't want to scare the other with the lack of eating.[/fancypost]

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; font-family: georgia; text-align :justify]"What do you mean?" She frowned at this. She didn't think anyone deserved more. She thought he should get as much food as the others. "You aren't inferior to them, are you? I thought we were equal in the Clan. You're not allowed to eat the same amount as the others?" Cordelia wondered why he thought this.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]"Yes, i'm equal to them and i'm not inferior," He confirmed that as he swallowed hard- "You see, there is a lot more prey in the summer because it is really warm. There isn't much prey in the winter because it is really cold. Prey hates the cold so they hide and we don't get much food during the winter as we would in the summer- it is a food shortage, really. I would rather starve than have kittens, elders, apprentices, and others in the clan starve. So I eat less so they can have more so they won't be as hungry," Wolfram explained the situation to her in the best tone as he could possible- going for diplomatic but not quite, aiming more for a parental tone but he was kind of failing.[/fancypost]

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; font-family: georgia; text-align :justify]"Ooooooooh. I suppose that's being helpful, but...you'll starve! Starving is unhealthy!" Cordelia mewed, twitching an ear. When she was allowed to hunt, maybe she could catch lots of mice and rabbits so everyone, including Wolfram, could eat. But she wouldn't hunt squirrels. She liked squirrels. They were too cute.