Ebonyhawk
French Skyclan Deputy
"Damn zis weathair(Damn this weather)" muttered the dark furred deputy Ebonyhawk who was currently perched on a high rock and fluffing out their pelt against the chilly breeze that assulted her. She wasn't in the best mood today...though was she ever? To most she seemed cold and curt...well she was but to some, very few, she had a soft spot for but was still stern with them, as was their job as deputy.
Giving a white speckled paw a quick lick she turned their pale gaze to the clearing beneath them and watched their clanmates with narrowed eyes. Such pathetic creatures to them but yet, she cared for them, well, just a bit. "Ugh we'ré all goeng to get a culd at zis poin(Ugh we're all going to get a cold at this point)" giving one last annoyed hiss, the deputy leaped down from their stone perch and strided across the cleaing, giving every cat an icy glare who dared look at them for more than a second.
(Please exuse the horrible accent it was done with an accent generator I found.)
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