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Silentpaw
Patched tortoiseshell tabby tom with deep blue eyes that look purplish in certain light sources and a short fluffy tail.
He/Him | 7 Moons | ShadowClan Apprentice | Silent
[27/100]
. 。・゜✭・.・✫゜・。.
. 。・゜✭・.・✫゜・。.
Now having reached the Darkwater Mire, Silentpaw had... A
few rather unpleasant opinions about the place. He hated it. The soil beneath him was way to muddy and soft for his liking. The scent was... Not much better than the rest of this monstrosity of a place, and the
noise. A constant tapping and clicking noise could drive him insane. It was... Uncomfortable, at best. Why was he even a ShadowClan cat? This place was the worst place he'd ever been to. He would not want to come back here again.
Silentpaw shook some loose soil from his paws, grimacing for a brief moment before fixing his expression to his usual emotionless and neutral expression.
He looked up. He could see... A small amount of birds. Birds.
Firepaw loved birds.
He wanted so badly to finally learn to hunt so he could snatch one of those from the sky. Realistically, that wasn't possible. Silentpaw knew that bit. But wouldn't it be satisfying?
To Newtbelly's final question, Silentpaw shook his head. No questions. Only needs. He
needed to get the hell out of this place before the scent permanently bore into his fur.
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