@Lavy-the-Nerdy-Sci-Fi-Birdy
"Kind of. My mother told me how to get there, so yeah, in theory."
"Kind of. My mother told me how to get there, so yeah, in theory."
"Alright, show the way please."
"Uh, I'm still here you know." He said, a sad expression covered his face, "Dose everyone see threw me?"
"I know you're there. You weren't contributing to the conversation. Now come on."
Lark nodded. "Alright. Do you guys need to eat first?"
"Oh yes!" Oakleaf purred, "Im hungry!"
"I'm alright, we had some fish on the way."
He gave her a hard glare, "I dropped my food on the way."
"I know." Finchsong returned the stare, although hers was more indifferent than angry.
"And my rabbit, and rock, and my flower." He muttered, looking down at the ground in sadness.
"When did you get those?"
(Brb shower)
"Alright then, there should be some critters in the rock crevices along the way."
"On are way here." Oakleaf said sadly.
(K, bye)
"You'll live." Finchsong trotted after Lark, keeping watch for prey.
“You’ll live.” Oakleaf mimicked, trotting otter her.
(Sorry guys, I've gotta leave for a job interview soon…)
"What'll I live through? I'd say I'm doing just fine."
He let out a snort, “Females.” He muttered under his breath.
(I’m thinking of making another fanfic and I need ideas for a human, any ideas?)
(Ooooooooooooo lol no but sounds interesting)
"Toms." Finchsong stuck out her tongue and hopped ahead.
“Overly fluffy females that has a big tongue.” He muttered back.
Finchsong flicked his face with her 'overly fluffy' tail. "How do you like it now?"
"Cats who bicker." Lark muttered teasingly. "If I didn't know better, I'd say you two weren't clanmates."
“Uh, still stinks.” He teased, moving out of the way.
(Do you want to name the unknown character then? Anything!)
"We're not. I'm from Riverclan, and he's a Windclanner."
“A super cool Windclanner.” He finished.
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