ThunderClan Stormcrest

[Banneret]

Badgerpaw

AMAB but no pronoun preference | 10 moons | a black cat with white markings and icy blue eyes

So the camp was going into lockdown then. Understandable, given how that flea-brained excuse of a Thunderclan cat Darkecho had gotten his entire patrol ripped to shreds by coyotes, but it was still going to be something to get used to. Badgerpaw's thoughts wandered to Fleckpaw. He recognized the name, but couldn't put a face to it. Regardless of his closenes to whoever they had been though, they were still someone's friend, someone's kit, someone's sibling. Same with Appleleap. His throat closed up as he imagined what the both of their loved ones must be going through.. How much hate they must hold for Darkecho.
His musings were cut short by a grating drawl coming from the cat a couple tail-lengths away from where he was sitting. "Honestly," he began, his voice hot and scathing, "if predators find us here, you expect them to be able to take down an entire camp of cats, filled to the brim with warriors armed with the will to die for their clanmates?" Well, he considered, raking unimpressed eyes over Vulturewhisper's form, "most of them willing to die for their clanmates. Not to mention a leader that's won countless battles and has multiple lives."
Badgerpaw rolled his eyes, turning back away from the tomcat now that he'd said his piece. Some cats just weren't capable of thinking critically before saying whatever the first thought in their head was.

@HerbalTea

[babysith]

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She-Cat <‐> 35 Moons <-> Warrior <-> Thunderclan
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A grey-brown, long haired she-cat with tabby stripes and big yellow eyes. She is of average stature, if not only slightly on the larger side.
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"The two of us?" Her ears flicked in interest. Two was better in one out there, that was true. She seemed to be in thought for a moment. He seemed to have a temper, yes... And she was a bit sassy, but surely they could be friends, right? He helped her, after all. Even after everything, it didn't seem like she was underestimating her. "You're right. If we did end up sneaking out, I'm sure we'd fair just fine together. At least nothing would sneak up on me, yeah?" She leaned over and bumped his should with her own in light jest.

@dino.