Bored. [OPEN!]

<blockquote>Ebonywhisker padded in, looking around the comfortable den with respect in his wide eyes. Recently moved to the elders' den, he still loved to look at it every time he entered. "Why, hello there Hollyfire," he purred, eyes sparkling, with his deep and rumbling purr. "How are you? You look great." In truth, she did. Ebonywhisker'd always had a thing for red tabbies. He didn't know why, but there was something about a redhead.

{OOC- I can already picture them as the old grandparent couple. So cute. Also, is it okay if we act like they know each other? It's too unlikely for them both to be elders and not know each other.}</blockquote>

<blockquote>Ebonywhisker widened his eyes, sincere. "No, I'm not lying. When we start to get old, you appreciate these things much more." He padded over to her, flicking his tail at the empty space beside Hollyfire. "Do you mind?" The feeling in his heart, the longing for someone who would be something more, was barely palpable, but it was there, and Ebonywhisker intended to act upon it.</blockquote>

<blockquote>"Thanks." Even though he was older than he used to be, Ebonywhisker still held all the charm that he did when he was a young, strong, handsome warrior. He may not have tried to use it in the past, but he had. It was just natural to him, like breathing. "So how have you been?" he mewed, turning to face her. His eyes bore into hers, curious and serious. He really wanted to know. The fluttering in his stomach increased in tempo- Ebonywhisker was sure Hollyfire could hear it.</blockquote>

Old-Ears had been out, but came into the den to see Ebonywhisker and Hollyfire. "Hello you two," Old-ears purred. He sat down beside them and wondered what they were talking about. Old-Ears didn't ahve the best hearing which is how he got his name and he thought the question was directed towards him not hollyfire, since it looekd like they had been tlaking for awhile. "I'm fine, why thank you," Old-Ears mewed very fashionably.

"Agreed," Old-Ears added in. "We need them kits to stop by more often. It gets lonely without telling them stories all the time. Either that or we need to move in with the queens so we can get some more action in our day."

<blockquote>Ebonywhisker laughed, twitching his whiskers. "I agree. They don't come around nearly often enough, except to pull ticks off us," he purred. He liked Old-Ears, and always got a kick out of hanging around the tom.</blockquote>

"Yeah and then they always complain. Especially all them apprentices that view that as a punishment. They should be thanking us. Since if we hadn't fought hard when we were waqrriors to help the clan they wouldn't be alive right now," Old-Ears chimed in.

<blockquote>"Good point," said Ebonywhisker, voice slightly amused at the other tom's words. "At least the kits like to come here stories sometimes. And I think some apprentices do, too, they just act like they don't, since they're so 'cool'." Ebonywhisker thought it was quite entertaining when apprentices tried to act older than their age. All apprentices had to help the elders- it was normal. He didn't know why they made such a big fuss out of it.</blockquote>

"I know. They've started some coolness thing and say apprentices that come ehre stories are dweebs," Old-Ears told the other two elders. " Well if they're dweebs then they just about insulted almost every previous Thunderclan leader." Old-Ears didn't like how snobby the apprentices were these days.

<blockquote>Ebonywhisker shrugged his shoulders. "Well, there's not much we can do other than just eat and lay around. That's all I'm good for these days, anyway." He didn't have much motivation to do anything lately. He remembered his days as a warrior, but didn't feel any need to go back to them.

{OOC- Sorry. Got grounded for leaving a pair of pants on the floor}</blockquote>

"Ture, true," Old-Ears agreed. "Or we could start forcing apprentices to mate with us like Horntail does." Old-Ears was joking and let out a chuckle after he said that. He didn't want to live his life with out love or kits, though and knew his time was coming close to an end. Old-Ears wondered if Hollyfire could be his mate and they maybe have kits or something along those lines.

<blockquote>Ebonywhisker was about to reply to Old-ears' comment, but when Hollyfire let out a loud 'ow', he quickly turned to see if she was all right. "Everything okay over there?" he asked, eyes soft. "Need anything?" Even in his old age, Ebonywhisker was still a helpful tom.</blockquote>