Next Lives Much? This is Usually done by Noobs, but Whatever

OOC:I feel I am going to make Redstart selectively mute, therefore one to not talk much.

The tom shrugged, blinking awkwardly. his tail swished in the tall grass behind him.

OoC: Okay. ^^


The she-cat brought her head back to a normal position, though she still watched the tom.
"It's difficult to hold a one-person conversation," she stated, smiling a bit.

OOC:One cat conversation. *twists moustache*

Redstart nodded, and opened his mouth to speak. Though, a small croak was all that emitted. He shook his head once more.

OoC: I think somebody just accepted a challenge. And yeah, I meant cat. XD


Sighing, Frostheart sat down, pulling her tail around her side. She narrowed her blue eyes slightly, as though trying to read the tom's mind.
"So are you normally quiet, or are you only like this around she-cats?" she teased.

The tom shook his head, as if to say: "Sort of both". He relaxed a little.

"You seem nice," Frostheart said, giving him an encouraging smile. "I wonder why I haven't seen you before."

Redstart opened his mouth to talk, but stopped, looking down. He hadn't talked to anyone in a very long time. His voice refused to show through.

Frostheart glanced down at her paws. She was used to being around talkative cats, but this tom was unnaturally quiet. It made her self-conscious of herself.
"Do you ever talk?" she asked, not expecting an answer. She wouldn't be surprised if he somehow didn't have a voice at all.

He shrank back, shook his head, wide eyed. He started thinking about running into the grass behind him.

"Okay, I didn't mean to scare you!" The she-cat was feeling hopeless now. It didn't seem like the tom would ever talk. Sighing, she rose to her paws. "I suppose I ought to go now. I guess I'll see you around." Frostheart turned to slip away through the grass.

"Wait!"
The hoarse exclamation surprised even the tom, but he said it.

Frostheart froze, as though not believing what she had heard. Slowly, she turned around.
"Did you just..talk?" she asked incredulously.

The tom blinked, taking in what he heard come from his mouth. He nodded. "Yes."

Now the she-cat faced a dilemma; should she pretend to not be interested anymore, or stay and try to persuade him to talk more? After a moment's debate, she chose to stay.
"How do you even get by without saying hardly a word?" she wondered aloud, shaking her head.

The tom shook his head, not wanting to talk about it. "What's your name?" he asked quietly.