Fire looked at her, "The expierenced cats are difficult to work with, I need someone closer to my age to teach me. The older cats tend to be set in their ways and don't offer the slack I need to properly learn. So, are you okay with that?" He blushed slightly at her.
"I know, just ignore her."
“Gladly.” Lion replied.
Mint laughed as he bounded away to the nursery.
(I just checked the archives, he’s actually close on a year younger than her....)
(That's why he said.*closer*. not close but closer.)
(I know, but he’s not even a full fledged fighter or a year old. Too young to be taking out a she-cat I think...)
(Agreed, he just wants to train. I might age him up though)
Rumble burst forth from the bushes with a plump chipmunk dangling in his jaws. It flopped about as he ran up to Raven, dropping it at her feet. "I'm to be an uncle today! Isn't that fantastic? Here celebrate with me, will you?" The gallant smile and confident, pert ears covering the fact he was quite worried about being turned away by the fluffalicious she-cat
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