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Crowtooth
Windclan Deputy | He/him | 55 Moons
Power Card: Cold Gust

Another day another gathering.


Honestly, Crowtooth wasnt feeling half bad tonight, he had taken a nice big nap during the day, actually eaten a proper meal and the twoleg issue was still an issue, but they were taking action. All in all it was all the tom could really ask for in life, so he was walking into the seastones with a spring in his step and a burning desire to bother his buddy.


As such when he'd noticed a certain parasitic plant on his way over, he miiiiiiightve hung back to knock it down with a well timed blast of wind and was now carrying it along with him. Hehehehehhe the stink eye he was going to get was gonna be great.




Of course, no gathering could be without dramatics even if shadowclan and windclan were steady, so padding in with his haul the tom immediately spotted the regime changes. Damn, was Bumblestar dead? She was kinda crazy but- oh no, there she was, yeesh she looked bad, that'd explain the early retirement. Well Spiderthroat wasnt half bad, though if and how the poor sod had leader lives with the starcave down was a question he hoped Twilightstar asked, and the new guy looked.... Well like a thug but the same could be said for Crowtooth so he couldnt judge.
All and all, all the change meant was Crowtooth had a new cat to con into being cool with him (and so windclan) in the name of good clan relations.


Even though he didnt really care, Mistlewhisker still remained that weird freak friendship with another clan that he actually liked and wasnt just internally tolerating.




Speaaaaaaaking of! Hoping up to the deputies perch with the most crowfood eating grin on his face the toms tail waved in a manner better suited for a kit about to pounce on a littermate, offering the mistle with a, "Mistle fer my favorite mistle?" Head tilted and eyes positively howling at how unimpressed she looked. It was, predictably, rejected at which point the tom sighed as if he was heartbroken drawling a "Mistlewhisker buddy, Im startin' ta think ya 'ave no care fer out 'bond'." as he dipped his head, eyes casting over to observe the reactions of the fellow high ranks captive audience. "See new guy, this one 'eres a mean one, be warned lest ya end up personally wounded like me."


Only, Flintclaw wasnt the only one and the tom also spotted a little form that shouldnt have been there (tradition wise). "Well hallo there kiddo, ya a friend o' miss big ol' meanie here?" Kid was basically a Dawnstar clone, so probably one of her spawn, buuuuut Crowtooth wasnt quite mean enough to hate the kid for their unfortunate heritage. Unless they proved themselves like their mother.


So, deciding to continue his little game he leaned down and gave the kit the plant, declaring "Well if she cant appreciate a good pun I pass this onta ya! Im Crowtooth, the windclan deputy, whatcha doin' this here lovely gatherin' little......" words trailing off as he waited for an introduction.


"Yall too big guy. Round o' introductions fer all o' us I think wit' all the new faces, none o' that silent sulkin' an' coldness. T'aint what gatherin's are for."

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