Hunting 'an stuff {Tobbi}

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    Grasstail smiled, "Well that makes two of us."


    O.O.C Remember that line from last thread :D

    OOC: Yup, XD


    IC: The tabby smiled at him. Even though she knew it was wrong, and they have only known each other for a little while, she really liked him.


    A purr rumbled in her throat as she looked at Grasstail; a smile on her face.

    Goldenpaw stuck her head under Grasstail's chin and nuzzled him. A loud purr rumbled deep in the tabby's throat.

    She tilted her head upwards to rasp a small pink tongue on his chin, then continued to nuzzle him once more.

    Her purr stopped as another yawn broke through again, but the purr continued as soon as the yawn was finished.

    Grasstail noticed that Goldenpaw yawned and licked her head a couple times.

    The tabby smiled at Goldenpaw, then quickly went to lick his side before another yawn could come on. She was getting somewhat tired, but she didn't want Grasstail to know.

    Grasstail noticed her yawn again but ignored it, he was to happy to say anything.

    It was then that Goldenpaw remembered the freshly caught rabbits that her and Grasstail had caught. "M-maybe we should take those b-back.." She murmured. The tabby didn't really want to go back to camp, but someone was sure to come around at some point. And if they were spotted, questions would be asked.

    Grasstail got up and shook off some moss "I guess so." He knew people would be suspicious if they were out to long.

    Goldenpaw stood after Grasstail, and like the tom shook her fur. Pieces of grass and moss were clinging to her short golden tabby fur.


    She padded over to the pile and picked up two of the rabbits in her mouth.

    Grasstail graved the mouse. A really good catch. "Okay, well lets go."

    The tabby apprentice nodded and began to set off towards the camp at a leisurely pace. She kept close to Grasstail's side, her pelt close to brushing his.

    Grasstail continued walking. He felt there pelts brushing, it was nice.