Post by Yoko on Jan 23, 2010 19:15:38 GMT -6
((OOC: Skipped Rogue Loft since Prince and Desi are gone. Can you post Brooke once or twice here, Night?))
"Chill out, Winnie," Drake mewed, tired of his sister's scoldings. She had not stopped since she had arrived to the Rogue Loft and found him with Crowstar. Though the silver bengal was rather pleased to see Tybalt, the second he saw Winnie he knew there could only be trouble.
"I'll chill YOU out, Drake!" Winnie spat, turning to face her brother. "We risked our lives for you and all you can say is 'I went for a stroll?' You careless furball!"
Drake casually scratched his ear with a claw.
"ARGH!" Winnie yelled, turning on her heel and nearly forgetting her manners.
"Thank you, Brook," she mewed stiffly. "I'm sorry we've obviously wasted your time."
Winnie entered the house and Drake turned to Brook. "Sorry, I don't think we've met. I'd 'a introduced myself sooner but, well, you know. Any how, the name's Drake. Unlike my sister, and my kit-brother here-" he swatted playfully at Tybalt. "I know how to take care of myself on these streets. I'd like to introduce you to Lost, too by the way."
The silver bengal motioned to his large tom friend. His pelt was white with black markings. He stood tall and looked phantomly muscular, as though if he ate a whole meal he would puff right up and look like a forest cat again. His eyes looked a little haunted with sleeplessness. The former ShadowClan leader dipped his head respectfully. "Nice to meet you, Brook."
"Chill out, Winnie," Drake mewed, tired of his sister's scoldings. She had not stopped since she had arrived to the Rogue Loft and found him with Crowstar. Though the silver bengal was rather pleased to see Tybalt, the second he saw Winnie he knew there could only be trouble.
"I'll chill YOU out, Drake!" Winnie spat, turning to face her brother. "We risked our lives for you and all you can say is 'I went for a stroll?' You careless furball!"
Drake casually scratched his ear with a claw.
"ARGH!" Winnie yelled, turning on her heel and nearly forgetting her manners.
"Thank you, Brook," she mewed stiffly. "I'm sorry we've obviously wasted your time."
Winnie entered the house and Drake turned to Brook. "Sorry, I don't think we've met. I'd 'a introduced myself sooner but, well, you know. Any how, the name's Drake. Unlike my sister, and my kit-brother here-" he swatted playfully at Tybalt. "I know how to take care of myself on these streets. I'd like to introduce you to Lost, too by the way."
The silver bengal motioned to his large tom friend. His pelt was white with black markings. He stood tall and looked phantomly muscular, as though if he ate a whole meal he would puff right up and look like a forest cat again. His eyes looked a little haunted with sleeplessness. The former ShadowClan leader dipped his head respectfully. "Nice to meet you, Brook."