*Running with the Flood* A Warrior Cat RP~Open~

Soon they were outside of camp, and she walked just close enough to him that their fur brushed. "It's a beautiful moon out tonight," she murmured.
"Very." He smiled, enjoying the sensation of her presence next to him. "Why does Blackpaw get under your pelt so much?" He asked calmly. "We don't have to talk about it if you don't want to, but I'm curious."
 
"Very." He smiled, enjoying the sensation of her presence next to him. "Why does Blackpaw get under your pelt so much?" He asked calmly. "We don't have to talk about it if you don't want to, but I'm curious."
She sighed. "I guess I don't really know... Maybe it's because I always try to do my best, and do the right thing, and some cat comes and tells me it's not good enough. That I'm useless... It just bothers me. I guess that sounds pretty weird though."
 
She sighed. "I guess I don't really know... Maybe it's because I always try to do my best, and do the right thing, and some cat comes and tells me it's not good enough. That I'm useless... It just bothers me. I guess that sounds pretty weird though."
"It doesn't to me." He purred. "And you're not useless. Don't tell yourself that. You are one very special cat."
 

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