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Originally Posted by Daragca

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Owlthroat
he/him | Shadowclan Enforcer | 50 moons
Killer Aptitude T3 - Just A Scratch - Silver Tongue T2
The Dancing Bird

Newtbelly’s words couldn’t have rung much truer in Owlthroat’s ears. He was indeed part of Owlthroat’s own legacy, through his training and such he supposed. Owlthroat coughed through the awkwardness again of the acknowledgement of his praise. He shot a glance towards the toads he had collected.

”Better get them back soon before they turn sour, rain doesn't look like it's easing so we might as well make a break for it.” He spoke gruffly and glanced at the overcast sky, it felt like the rain began to thicken as if on command. Making its way gradually through the shelter they’d found, once again casting chilly droplets down his spine. He leaned over to grasp his catches in his mouth as delicately as he could muster, before making his exit into the thickening moisture. Flickering his tail towards Newtbelly in some sort of farewell, paired with an instruction to follow if you must.

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Newtbelly
he/him | 24 moons
Agatha Kitty, Shadow Fiend, Killer Aptitude T2, Kitty Softpaws T1
ShadowClan Enforcer

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He nodded. True, best get them to hungry mouths whilst they're still warm. The rain was only getting worse, reaching through cracks in their shelter. So much for a dry spot. Drizzle, he could enjoy, downpour? He'd look like a soaked rat in no time. It certainly wasn't for him. He resisted the urge to grumble, and collected his toads before following after Owlthroat. This had been a plentiful hunt, he was grateful.