ooc: ah jeez I tried posting this twice and I thought it did, sorry for lateness!
ic: Spotfur was about to snap, but held back. He turned to Minnowslip. Of any cat to ask, she had to choose him. He studied her face, but the only thing that showed was just normal friendliness towards a clanmate. This almost felt like a punishment. He heaved himself to his paws. "Sure." Devoid of emotion other than the emptiness, the tom unsheathed his claws to hook onto the burr. He stretched as tall as he could to try and find it and, one-pawed, tried to find the burr. He was careful not to scratch her, and, eyes narrowed in concentration, ran his claws through her pelt. He found a tangle or two closer to her skin, but no burrs. "I can't seem to find any. You're sure that's what it was?" He asked, concered. "I haven't seen any ticks, but it could be that, or maybe something got irritated?" It was in that moment that he caught his eyes on a different patch of fur. There it was, the burr. "...Never mind, I found it." He swiped it out and smashed it.
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