March 10th, 2024, 09:21 AM
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just feel the rock
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Join Date: Dec 2022
Status: no thoughts head empty
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Re: Windy Hills
A tall tri-colored she-cat with blue/green heterochromia. a light Russian accent [purr after an R]
Purrk(s): Monkey's Paw (wish & withdrawal determined)
Not the most social cat
Maplepaw halted to a stop. There were so many weird scents, and she did not like that. Plus, Lightningstorm was too... cheerful. She did not seem the tiniest bit concerned that they had been sent to a place with birds of prey. Birds of prey! Those things were bigger than any cat! Maplepaw did not know what Fallownose had been thinking. Perhaps Lightningstorm was right about the deputy being annoyed.
Maplepaw lifted her head to sniff the air, and a familiar scent touched her nose.
It smelled exactly like...The ogres.Uh oh. She glanced at Lightningstorm. "Smell.. scent?" Yeah, as if the medicine cat would understand what she was saying.
33/100
@Alchemist Kitsune [the ogres = minks!!]
Last edited by wendigo; March 10th, 2024 at 10:03 AM.
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