05-22-2018, 06:31 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-22-2018, 06:31 PM by CHERRYWINE.)
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Cherry's gaze was quick to settle upon Jin as he approached, and almost instinctually, a smile stretched across her maw, tail curling around her back leg. The first thing this guy greeted her with was some language she had never heard before, and it made her pause for a moment. God, was this some foreign clan? That would fucking suck. But, before she had a chance to turn around and walk off, he went on, speaking in slightly broken English. Had he not been pretty cute - and had she not wanted to get a chance to check this place out -, she probably would have walked away anyway, but she instead took a seat, blinking baby blues up at the Snowbounder. "Who you?"[color=#90000c]"Th' name's Cherrywine, but you can ca-" the petite tabby cut herself off when a familiar voice announced the arrival of Jerseyboy, glancing over to him as her smile returned, a bit more coy than before. He was looking fine as ever, though perhaps she wasn't the best judge of that, considering they'd only met the one time. Cherry couldn't help but watch as he raised his cigarette to his lips, her tail curling tightly around her front paws. "Oh, that place isn't really for me, y'know," she responded with a little shrug. "Too muggy. Plus, the people there are kinda gross. Thought I'd try something new." Was she planning on staying in this place? Hell no. But Jersey living here too was definitely a plus. "How's the leg?" Cherrywine went on to tease, referring to the trap he'd gotten it stuck in last time they'd seen each other.
Of course, someone had to come along and ruin all the fun. Cherry had expected it to be some big leader dude to do it, since someone had to, honestly, but it was just some punk kid. Yeesh. At first, she kind of tuned his words out, but as he went on, she found herself gritting her teeth. Finally looking the younger boy in the eye, the molly narrowed her eyes, getting to her paws. "You wanna say that again, kid?" she inquired, though her tone was surprisingly calm. Did this fucking bitch want to fight? 'Cause she could certainly arrange that. Her paws itched to draw her dagger, but she refrained for the time being, reminding herself that his clanmates were present. She could totally get away with killing him if she were alone, but it seemed she wouldn't be so lucky today.
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