Crowmire
Dark forest warrior
Crowmire had thought they'd try their paw at manipulating the living as was the trend apparently. Her fellow dark foresters seemed to be very involved in it and maybe she could find a puppet to help with their goals. Anyone would do, she wasn't picky. Well it would help if they weren't too rude but- y'know what, they'd just see who showed up and go with that.
The black and blue grey rosseted cat patiently waited until their guest arrived. Head titled sluggishly to the side as they inspected the albino warrior. Oh, she was pretty...yeah that's all they could tell so far. And a bit bewildered so she guess she better say hello. In a relaxed gait, Crowmire walked over to the pale molly.
"Uh, Hey there. Nice to see ya." Dang, how did the others do this? By being weirdly outwardly or passive agressive?
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