Fallenheart dipped her head to the male. "You wished to speak with me?" She asked, curious.
Pineclan RP
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"Oh, yes... well, I just wanted to talk." He said, then moved closer to Fallenheart
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Graytail continued to pad forward towards the leader's den through the shadows of pines hovering overhead.
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Fallenheart tipped her head, causing shadows to fall across the orange half of her face, the black half illuminated. "About What?"
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"Stuff." He mewed, coming even closer.
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Fallenheart took a step backward as he got closer. "What kind of stuff?" She asked, a bit nervous.
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"I don't know? Perhaps... family matters." He said with a smile, then slowly got closer again.
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Graytail trotted up to the mouth of the leader's den and sat down. "Thistlestar," He lowered his head and peered into the den. "I have reconnaissance information."
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Thistlestar flicked his tail for the tom to come in his den, "Tell me more." He insisted
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Fallenheart shook her head. "I'm confused." She said.
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Briarpelts fur was brushing up against hers, "Why don't you become my mate?" He insisted pressing close to her
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Fallenheart was uncomfortable with him being so close to her. "Why me?" She asked, having heard about Briarpelt's previous mates.
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After he bowed his head to his leader, he walked into the darkness of the den. "I have interesting information about MeadowClan." He scoffed, as his eyes dilated to meet comfortably with the low amount of light. Graytail sat down and placed his gaze on his leader in front of him and began. "A loner from Twolegplace, who asked to stay anonymous, has agreed to spy for us on MeadowClan territory, and today he has notified me that he saw Blossomstar ordering her warriors to train; fighting with their claws unsheathed." He paused, then continued. "As he watched two of the warriors fight bloodily for a bit, one of them slashed the throat of the other, and killed it. So it appears Blossomstar is risking on killing her own warriors without PineClan even attacking!" Graytail finished with a spit of derision.
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Briarpelt hovered over her, "Why not you?" He asked
Thistlestar spit, "I always knew my sister was a cruel mouse-brain, but I never imagined that much. By the time we attack, she will already have all her cats scared and weak." He snarled
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~nudge~
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Fallenheart backed up more. "No, Briarpelt." She said, attempting to sound firm.
~Fade Out~
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~bump~
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OOC: White, are you still here?
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Yeah...)
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OOC: *ahem* The RP...