Long time no see (loner meets long gone crush and joins!)

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    "'Ay, kid," meowed a silver and blue ticked tabby, fur radiating light as he took a step forward with mild interest. This was not something abnormal. Cosentino encountered trespassers most everyday around these parts. BoneClan attracted cats from other groups like moths to a flame. Raising his nonexistent eyebrows, the Skeleton paused with an air of confidence. This was something he did a lot, after all. He needed to get used to it.


    "Whatcha doin' on our territory? This is BoneClan land," remarked the tom matter-of-factually, a crooked smile on his face. The good-natured feline cocked his head to the side.

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    ooc; Cos has a planned mate, but one-sided crushes are fine! :) And I suppose it would make sense, since he originally came from SnowClan.


    ic; Not wanting to sound harsh like many were here, the Skeleton shrugged nonchalantly. "Well," he remarked, lips pursed and in a fine line, "then I suppose you get off our land. We aren't so friendly to trespassers here, Miss." Cosentino licked his paw calmly and drew it over his ear.

    I like his style! She thought. No! You came here to find your long gone crush, remember?! She retorted angrily to herself. "I dont think so." She mewed.

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    "Well what are you going to do, then?" asked Cos in a slightly mocking tone. If there was one thing that bothered him more than trespassers, it was stubborn trespassers. He tilted his head to the side with mild interest. For some reason this cat struck something in him. Had he seen her before? Shaking the feeling off, he watched her with somewhat more curiosity.

    His voice was so familiar to her. Huh? "Well, im trying to find my boyfriend from another clan..... So yeah." She twisted her paw into the mud.

    [justify][font=georgia]"Your...boyfriend?!" Naminé sputtered from a few yards away where she'd been crouched down. The white feline had been hoping to hunt, but this looked far more interesting. Heaving herself to her paws, the BoneClanner bounded over to Cosentino and Swiftriver, her pale, albino-red eyes full of curiosity. "What makes ya think he's here?" she asked, mentally clicking disapprovingly. InterClan relationships always failed, in her opinion.

    Lexlythor saw the cats and padded over to them. "Hey, what is going on?" He asked with a small smile.

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    Oh freak.


    This couldn't be that SnowClan she-cat... no, it wasn't. It wasn't like he had promised they would be mates, like he had with Austere. Heck nah, this couldn't be her. Out of every single cat there was, this wasn't her. He felt an odd instinct to pop a nervous laugh, pointedly ignoring Lexlythor. He had promised someone he would be here... when his mother had taken him away. Cosentino was trustworthy, and although his mom had dropped him off a ways away from the border, the tiny two moon old kitten had dragged himself closer before fainting of exhaustion.


    "I have no idea what you're talking about," he remarked shortly, not wanting to be reminded of his heritage. Nobody had talked to him about it yet, and he wanted to get through his life without mention of it.

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    "Listen, hun," he approached her, silver eyes dull, "I haven't been to that awful place since I was merely a moon old. I'm truly glad my poor excuse for a mother dropped me off here." His optics narrowed into slits, fur beginning to bristle, although there was no hint of aggression in his voice.


    Suddenly he dropped down in a smooth motion, eyeing the she-cat. "And yes, I do have a mate, if that's what you're asking." His tone was a low grumble, and he shrugged. It was too late now. He didn't remember this cat clearly, and she seemed much too old for him.

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    The ticked tabby flushed, silver eyes burning.


    "Really-?" he asked, before cutting himself off. Shaking his surprise away, the Skeleton's face hardened with determination. "I mean... do you wish to join us?" His optics were narrowed in suspicion. She couldn't just be trying to get him back to SnowClan, could she? In that case, it would never work.

    "I know what your thinking. And i relize now, it wont work. So i say good bye." She smiled at the tom and backed away into the shadows, violet eyes shing.

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    "Er, bye?" meowed the tom as she disbanded. Although it had been a farewell, it had come out as more of a question. What was the point in her coming all the way over here if she was just going to leave? Shrugging, he nodded to the assembled cats and jumped back into the caverns, looking for something to do elsewhere. His bright silver visionaries glowing, the Skeleton vanished into the darkness of the caves.