just take my HAND, give it a CHANCE !!

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GARNETCLOAK !!

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Heartsleeves was gone. He sure was a weird tom. Garnetcloak looked back at the hairless mental tom, named Preciousring, for a second, nodded, and left. Just like that the large ginger coated tom darted back into the trees. Concentrating at hunting would almost be impossible now since the only thing he could think about was the weird cats he had stumbled on early and why Heartsleeves was acting so strange. Probably the father, since that was what the lilac colored tabby wailed when Garnetcloak moved just an inch. Whatever. You know what? If that cat didn't want his help then Garnetcloak wasn't going to waste his time being comforting. That wasn't his style.

His mane, well extremely thick neck fur, swished as he suddenly changed direction. He decided that going back to camp wasn't going to help anyone. He couldn't hunt right now, not enough concentration, so he decided fishing involved a bit less concentration and he enjoyed sitting by the lake on warmish days like these. The only bad thing about getting wet was that he had so much hair that it was nearly impossible to dry unless he just laid out in the sun and let it dry him itself. Or running around the territory for a while, but that was uncomfortable since his fur was so heavy. Oh well, it was better than doing nothing.

Slowly, Garnetcloak began to slow down as he neared the water until he came to a complete stop as he reached the bank. Fish usually liked to stay in the shallower areas and hide under the grass and lilies that were now wilting a dying due to leaf-bare coming soon. He walked around the bank for a bit before finding a perfect place to start and he sat down lazily. Sighing, the amber and hazel eyes of the warrior stared into the cloudy brown waters. For a while he just looked at his reflection, not finding any joy in seeing himself, but just knowing that those scars were still there. Inside and out. It wouldn't ever change. Suddenly, a little fish swam by and as if it was almost a compulsion or twitch, Garnetcloak snagged the fish by its tail and dropped into on to land, where he slit its throat and the wiggling stopped. That could definitely ruin your day.[/blockquote][/sub]

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Preciousring

He who makes a beast out of himself...

Preciousring hopped out of the trees a few moments after Garnetcloak, and stopped glancing around quickly. Satisfied that there were no monsters or beasties, or Heartsleeves about, he watched in silence as Garnetcloak caught a fish. He then padded over to him. "Kin?" He meowed, his head tilted to one side. "Why did the Cloak Of Garnet help the Preciousring, kinny kin? Cats not like Presh. Not most cats, anywayee." He blinked his mustard yellow eyes at the larger cat and scuffed his webbed paw on the ground absent mindedly.

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Garnetcloak

Garnetcloak wasn't exactly all surprised that Preciousring had followed him, though he really hoped he wouldn't. The small hairless tom had a tense air about him at first, radiating through the air which made Garnetcloak tense as well. If Heartsleeves would've followed, that would be a big problem. But it was only the calm one that spoke weird and interrupted Garnetcloak's fishing expedition. For some odd reason, the ginger tom didn't mind it all that much. The question made the older warrior look up, his hazel and amber eyes deep into a thought and problem. Preciousring was never helped before like he had been today? Knowing the weird tom, he probably made those sort of mistakes before and was just yelled at? Frowning, Garnetcloak sighed and shook his head. "There was no reason for Heartsleeves to snap at you. I find that unfair on your part since you didn't do anything wrong. Accidents happen," Garnetcloak murmured, and he looked back at the water as if to search for fish, though his brain was twirling with other thoughts.