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Post by *Simply Seasle* on May 9, 2009 13:31:06 GMT -5
Sky blinked, the only sign of her surprise she would let show. Petal's question was rare, not because it was an unwritten rule not to ask, but because few cats cared.
Sky's surprise changed to something that could have been called respect. Petal was....different than other rogues. And it wasn't a bad difference either. Few cats had surprised Sky more than once in a single day.
She wished to answer Petal's question, and almost did, but then remembered it would be polite to let her mentor speak first, as he was higher in rank than her and both of them had been adressed.
Still, she gave Petal a small little half smile; far more than she would have given anyone else.
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Post by .Whitey. on May 21, 2009 11:30:34 GMT -5
The jet black tom stood, and shook out his fur, his menacing figure could have been picked out from what was muscle and what was fur just by looking at him. Moon's yellow eyes turned to the two apprentices and he dipped his head in farewell. You'll have to excuse me, I have to be elsewhere. he muttered, stepping out into the weakening rain, though it still came down like stones. His night-coloured fur started to become matted against his skin.
ooc: abs. no muse at all, sorry!
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Post by *Simply Seasle* on May 25, 2009 20:19:18 GMT -5
Sky blinked. Had heleft because of the question, or because he needed to? She couldn't tell, and slipped back into her regular mode; Moon told her why he was leaving, and whether it was true or not, she should believe it.
She glanced towards Petal, her eyes a touch hesitant. What was she to say now? Sky had never had any skill at speaking; she mentioned what she needed to mention, and did no more.
"Petal.....how well have you been doing? Here? In your own words, I mean." she meowed, her voice soft and unsure. For no one else would she have tried this, instead politely ignoring them.
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