
June 10th, 2025, 03:41 PM
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Re: Windy Hills
art by Daragca
/ GRACKLEPAW \
stocky dark gray tabby with a beige overcoat and bright blue eyes; silver tongue t2
[ windclan tunneler apprentice | tomcat | 10 moons | mischievous, charismatic, adventurous ]
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Ohohoh... it was getting juicy!
He snickered in agreement to Gnawingpaw, glad he and his cousin were on the same page. But his attention was pulled as one Clanmate spoke after the other, retorting the barn cats. Grams was super cool; Dapplebreeze spoke with such smooth authority and calm that Gracklepaw was almost envious. The way he looked at her betrayed admiration.
But hey, he was sorta good at talking his way through things, too! Even if he knew little to nothing about this topic, other than these cats were intruders. See ya!
He would've opened his maw had Twilightstar not spoken. Deep blue eyes darted between the barn cats and his leader, wondering if a fight was going to break out right there. His paw pads were practically itching for it! Keeping his energy to little bounces in his step, his claws curled into the peaty ground as the tension held.
To be fair, Gracks was thinking that, uh... Snowy Skies?—(almost like a Clan name, yeah?)—had some good points. Maybe these barn guys could stay there and make sure the Twolegs don't do anything else stupid. But what did he know? Besides, the other few cats that were there had varying reactions, and he knew he saw one or two of them with ruffled fur. They weren't the only ones revving for a fight, heh.
Regardless, it seemed Twilightstar was resolute in casting these guys out, unless one of 'em could twist her tail at the end. The gray-and-beige apprentice couldn't hide the anticipation that bristled his fur and sparkled in his eyes as he waited eagerly for the final decision. Whatever it was, he'd be READY!!
"Which one are you goin' for?" He whispered to Gnawingpaw, eyes darting over the assembled barn cats. Sizing them up, making strategies... as reasonable as Gracklepaw was, and not a fiend for violence, he was just a young cat who desperately wanted his first real battle experience. Can ya blame him?
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