| Sprucejumper |
20 Moons - ThunderClan Warrior
Kitty Softpaws [T2] - Active | Ultimate Predator - Inactive | Agatha Kitty - Inactive | Not Skiddin' Around - Active | Amnesia - Active
The chocolate point clung back in the shadows, having followed The Boulder alongside Violent and Angry. He cared little for the gatherings. Couldn't stand the things. Too many cats and too much talking and posturing. These cats wanted to kill each other on a regular basis. Having one night a month that held a truce wouldn't change that. He had learned it early on in his very first of these wretched meetups.
When it was all said and done, he didn't want to be here. He'd felt himself growing more distant from the clan lately. Didn't want to speak to anyone - more so than usual - not even to the cats he held in high esteem. This include The Boulder, which was the main reason why he kept so far away from them even as he followed. Because true, Sprucejumper held no wish to socialize, but that didn't mean he wasn't worried for his former mentor.
Once they'd arrived and he was certain they wouldn't need him, the former housecat bounded off in the opposite direction, unwilling to be seen by the boisterous mountain of a feline and their companions. Instead, he took to a secluded area by the edge of the clearing, his deadpanned gaze clearly uninterested in any of the felines gathered here. He remained close enough to the trio he'd silently followed in order to offer assistance if needed, but far enough that he would hopefully not be noticed. Knowing The Boulder, they would drag him towards the group, and he just couldn't be bothered. His presence here was enough socializing for the next three months as far as he was concerned.
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