LEADER ❝ RHINE ❞ PALMCLAN

Canines weren't exactly commonplace within Palmclan, at least not yet. Even less common were snarky and slightly mysterious canines that seemed to enjoy fluttering the leader of the group and catching him off guard. That particular very specific group consisted of one member of Palmclan – one Rosendo Aiza. The other had confused Rhine when he had first joined, and he hadn't really stopped confusing him since then, although the tom had gradually been growing used to the other's presence. He still found himself tensing up slightly when the large canine came over out of nowhere, but he was gradually breaking that habit with time and patience. Of course, that didn't really help at all with the flirting, something that Rhinestone wasn't ever sure he'd be able to get over – he still found himself getting a little tongue-tied when he looked at the remaining flowers sitting in his den. He just really wasn't the romantic type, especially considering his last relationship was back when he had been an apprentice.

At the moment, Rhine was trying to push Aiza out of his mind, instead trying to focus on the hunting that he was doing. He was up near where the cliffs met the forest, looking for both some of the forest prey, and some of the airborne prey at the same time. However, he wasn't having much luck, especially since the rolling hills leading up to the cliffs were difficult to balance on. It had finally seemed as though he was going to get a break when he came upon a rather unusual piece of prey – a rabbit, running through the hills. Unfortunately, the tom wasn't able to actually take advantage of it, only able to take two steps forward before his paws slipped, and he found himself rolling down one of the hills. He fully expected to collide painfully with something down below, but instead he found himself crashing directly into something large and fluffy, a frustrated shout leaving him, "Fuck! I almost had it!" Frustration rolled off of the leader in waves, although all of it quickly turned to sheepish embarrassment when he finally looked up, realizing he had rolled directly into Aiza's chest and legs.

LEADER ❝ RHINE ❞ PALMCLAN

The sound of annoyance in Aiza's voice cause Rhine to wince, a soft sigh leaving the leader as he dug his claws into the earth. Tugging himself back into a standing position, Rhinestone grumbled as he heard the canine, unable to stop the flare of embarrassed hear beneath his fur, "I thought I already told you that you're not my type..." He then shook his fluff out, a little grumble of annoyance leaving him, directed more at himself, rather than Aiza. When the other questioned if he was alright, Rhine gave a stiff nod, his tail twitching and flicking behind him, "Yeah, I'm fine... just moved a little too fast and went rolling down the hill. I was trying to catch a damn rabbit..." He glanced back up the hill, his face twisting as if he was glaring at the rabbit that had gotten away.

Turning his attention back to Aiza, Rhine's attention was briefly captured by the book the other had been reading, a confused look coming to his face when he saw it was a cookbook. Stretching out one of his front legs, Rhinestonestar moved to pull the cookbook over to himself, inspecting it before he questioned, "Baking...? You like baking things?" First the flowers, and now baking... Aiza just seemed like a total mystery to the small tom, honestly.

LEADER ❝ RHINE ❞ PALMCLAN

It was impossible to miss the brief flash of exasperation that passed over Aiza's face when Rhine noticed the book, but that only motivated the tom to push more. He doubted that there would be many chances in the future for him to mess with Aiza, and he felt a bit of a smirk curl at the edges of his muzzle. Scooting closer, the rusty red feline began to flip through the pages of the cookbook, blinking down at the different recipes without very much recognition in his eyes. He muttered to the large canine, his tail twitching behind him, "I guess it could be fun... I don't know, though. I've never eaten anything that wasn't just raw prey, and I've certainly never baked anything." He then said, his pale gaze moving upwards towards Aiza as he stepped forward, one paw resting against the other's fluffy chest, "I've got an idea... why don't you bake me something? Since I can't do it myself." Part of this was just to mess with Aiza, but a larger part of it was to get some good food.