pafp mousebrain's friends are big and small, they come from lots of places || chatting

[mousebrain]

mousebrain grins and bounces as he walks, happily making his way across camp. it's still daytime, so he can't see the stars that windclan is known for sleeping so close to, but he knows they're there!!!! (starclan is mousebrain's best friend.)

actually, he's on his way to talk to another best friend of his! oh, he has so many best friends. what a lucky cat mousebrain is.

he smiles and waves his tail at @GHOSTWAIL from across the camp. "GHOSTWAIL!" he yowls joyfully. "if it isn't my bestest friend ever! how are you this morning?"

cheerfully he sidles up to her, seeking to twine his tail with hers. "hasn't the prey just been dandy? look at that fresh-kill pile! some of it's your work, i reckon!"

he's proud of her for being such an amazing warrior! his very own best friend! the mood lately's been so dour since the death of his other best friend, vulturemask, but mousebrain's a hard one to get down! he's got so many best friends left, after all. practically the whole clan! man, how'd he swing that?!

// i literally wrote this in call so sorry if it isn't my best work lol ​

 

[GHOSTWAIL]

Mousebrain. Never has there been such an apt name given to such an unbecoming creature. He approaches her, touches her, winds up her body like some moorland leech. He oozes a sort of opposite charisma and as much as she is quick her steel her temper in the company of her clanmates, she can't help but want to slash this stupid thing across his stupid face for his insolence. Really, even Thriftpaw and his useless questions and meandering paws were more tolerable than this.

"You would do well to remove yourself before you have nothing to remove." Is the phantom cold response, her lip lifting ever so slightly in a warning snarl. Bestest friend... even the lexicon of this baffoon was inadequate. It was a wonder that Sootstar had not ordered this idiot to be used for bird-seed yet.​

- you call for peace when it suits you​