{a.war.is.coming.}

He padded over to them.

(You start. xD)

(Lol, here we goooo)

He looked at them both, suddenly nervous of all the sudden. He personally have no idea who Arole is, though he had done it with many toms he's not close to(xD). He turn to Fox, and press himself aganist him, licking his cheeks.

"Are you sure you want to do this with him?" Fox couldn't help but ask, looking disgusted.

"I don't know him... at all." He looked at Arole, frowning slightly, and press himself closer to Fox.

(Lol AROLE IS GONNA RAPE US ALL! RUN FOR YOUR LIIIFE xD)

(XD)

"Neither do I... I mean, we've talked a few times, and he acted like he had something stuck up his ass the entire time," he whispered back to him where Arole couldn't hear.

He nodded, and pout unconsciously, his cheeks puffed out kittishly. "Sounds like a grumpy old crap." He muttered, a small laughter in his voice.

He glanced back at Arole, who was looking irritated.

"Want me to leave?" Arole asked.

(D= Lulz, he could leave and then Joker would feel bad about it and go explain why and Arole could rape him. D; THE DRAMA)

(LOL Me love the drama xD)

"That would be nice of you." He muttered, though not loud enough for him to hear.

(Lulz. xD)

He waited.

Fox sighed.

"Me and Fox would like to have some alone time together." He meowed, blinking at Arole, though he felt kinda bad for the tom.

"Oh, that's fine." He flicked his ear, and padded out, disappointed.

He exchanged a glance with Fox, felling bad for the tom, it seems like no one likes him.

(xD)

Fox sighed again. "You don't actually feel sorry for him, do you?" He looked at the spot where Arole had disappeared.

He tilted his head to one side. "No, it's just that... he seemed to have no friends and everyone dislike him.." He meowed in a soft, feathery voice, blinking at Fox with his round green eyes.

He looked up at the roof of his den. "Joker..." he began, trailing off.

He pushes his nose into Fox's shoulder fur. "Come on," He meowed. "He might not be so bad."

"Do you know what kinds of diseases he probably has?" he snapped, grumpy.

"Disease?" He tilted his head, puzzled.

"I thought that you were talking about the threesome?" He looked confused.

Brindleleaf: A small, lovely dark brown tabby she-cat with darker, black stripes all over her pelt; leafy green eyes. Sweet and gentle, a loveable she-cat with a heart of gold.