Posts by Benjamin .

Benjamin was rather confused. They were never together before his departure... They were just friends, nothing more, nothing less, it was just yesterday that he asked to get with her. "I-I don't appreciate the death threats." A.K.A "I'm telling my Mom." Ben was still a fragile kind of guy and hearing that he was going to die if he screwed up with his girlfriend scared him. Big time.

He had decided that he didn't like this cat, not one bit. She seemed rather horrifying and he just wanted to return to his lonesome. He needed time, after all, to reflect about what just happened. "It still isn't n-nice to threaten. E-Especially with death," He finally said after a moment, a frown still curving his black lips.

He wouldn't break up with her over something she couldn't control. He would act as a father, if possible, even if he'd be the worst parent in the world. But seeing as he didn't know of her children, he would merely smile. "I went to a bunch of different places and g-get this, talked with people. I think I'm g-getting better," He informed proudly, tan chest puffing out slightly.

Kits? Sal hadn't bothered to mention kits. He merely sat there, looking as confused as ever. "F-For one, d-don't tell me what to do, and for t-two, you're ruining m-my walk." He really needed to think now, and talk to Salem as there were some things that she seemed to have kept hidden from him. He didn't like it, not one bit.

"Telling m-me to m-man up," He weakly countered, his frown faltering for a moment, the lip curl of a scowl evident upon his jaws. "W-Well I n-need to get back to c-camp. T-There isn't any more t-time to finish my walk..." Benjamin said softly after a moment, his long legs carrying him to the edge of the clearing where he would follow his scent trail back to camp. "Bye..."

Sitting in the camp was a rather troubled Benjamin. His mind was a complicated contraption of whirling thoughts that would not rid themselves from his system. After his talk with the Solitaryroutes, he had been a quiet, thinking mess who was still reflecting upon the situation. She had told him that he was to, basically, not screw things up with Salempaw, but on top of that, informed him that she had had kittens. Now this fact he was going to keep to himself until his girlfriend personally decided to tell him about them. But still, it was bothersome to know that she hadn't been completely honest about her life.

A small sigh grasped Ben's lips, a tan paw raising to massage his temple soothingly. He had just got back and he was already swamped in a stress that couldn't be chased away. Great.

Joining the group was the ever shy and forever stuttering Benjamin. He regarded them through kind, golden eyes, his lanky form sliding to the ground as he quickly took a seat. "H-Hi everyone," The son of Witchingstar greeted quietly, his tan coloured paws starting a shuffle on the dusty floor.

Hearing the call of an unknown warrior, Benjamin, drenched in curiosity, would approach. His tufted ears perked slightly, a thoughtful frown touching his black lips. A patrol? He didn't exactly see why not. Nodding a bit to the snow white apprentice, that like Sunset, was unfamiliar to him, he would permit a smile to replace the frown. "I'll come," The son of Witchingstar declared in his soft tone.

Benjamin glanced towards the three that had surrounded him, a frown still dancing sadly upon his lips. "Yeah..." He responded to the badger. It took a minute, but he realized, suddenly, that everyone here were people whom he had not yet met. They were all strangers and he didn't know exactly how to handle strangers. Ugh.

Benjamin, after hearing the sound of his mother's voice mixed with various clanmates, approached hurriedly. His face fell when he saw Witchingstar injured, that smile he was planning on giving her upon his arrival gone. "Mum?" The caracat murmured quietly. "Are you alright?"

[justify]"Sal, wait up for me!" Called an out-of-breath Benjamin, his lanky form hurrying towards his girlfriend. He paid no mine towards anyone else, merely smiled that awkward smile of his and refrained himself from like, nuzzling her ear or something. [/justify]

[justify]He blushed slightly, enjoying the affection as much as he questioned it. "Yeah, let's go."
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[justify]Padding happily from the apprentice den, that awkward cutie known as Ben would glance around. He bore a slight a smile as he glanced around, tail twitching casually. "H-Hunting Patrol anyone?" Proposed the son of Witchingstar. [/justify]

[justify]"We can go in a m-minute, a few more cats w-won't be in our worst interest." He was lying when he said this, because, in all honestly, he was seeking out Salempaw and praying that she joined them on this little hunting excursion. [/justify]

[justify]Glancing at his girlfriend, he would smile slightly, trying to forget the things Solitaryroutes had told him to marvel at her for a moment. But the naggy feeling of knowing something she didn't tell him was bothersome, and his smile would falter back into a frown. He would turn away then. "L-Let's go," Murmured the caracat quietly. [/justify]

[justify]"M-Miss, why d-do you have mud on you?" Came the gentle and stuttering query of Benjamin, his yellow eyes soft as he neared her and the growing group. [/justify]

[justify]Upon hearing his girlfriend's name amongst the promotes, Ben would cheer loudly, a smile touching his features as he wandered towards her. "Good job, Sal," He praised in a warm tone, absently aiming to bring her into a hug. "You are going to be the best assistant deputy ever."[/justify]

[justify]Benjamin, full of energy and not yet ready to retire, tentatively approached. He wasn't sure about Solitaryroutes, as their conversation was awfully offputting, but he was striving to becoming more active within the clan and participating in patrols, no matter who was leading them, was kind of required. "I'll go," Chided the caracat quietly, taking a seat. [/justify]

[justify]anybody want a thread with ben?[/justify]

[justify]Joining the group, Ben would regard the hole with a frown. "Aren't we all going to get dirty?" He questioned in his naturally soft tone, tail waving with slight curiosity as he dared himself closer to the supposed "hottub". [/justify]