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⌗ ✶ dog days are over
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Join Date: Dec 2016
Status: 彡 ╰► now if youre lonely you know i am here waiting for you ✩˚｡⋆
Gender: wolfboy ✧ they/he/it/howl/fang/any neos
Bump Policy: ‧₊˚✩彡 3 days / 1 day if time sensitive
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one two three! ready start - let's spar! [ p ]
┆彡 T H E S I N - E A T E R ☆
HE . HIM . 57 MOONS . RIVERCLAN WARRIOR heavily scarred & skinny black tom with white speckles; cloudy light amber eyes. walks with a prominent limp & has protruding fangs that overlap his bottom lip.
content + interaction warning : this character frequently explores themes of mental health, complex trauma, and abuse
└➤ ⌗ @vellichor
Typically, Wormbite would prefer to keep his distance with the younger generation if possible. He did not hate them, but they were.. difficult to talk to, typically. Still, he wanted the best for them and was working his way on helping them improve their skills. He was a bit rusty with talking to younger cats though much less teaching them, so that's where Frigidfang came in. A younger warrior, but hopefully decent.
The oriental padded up to the tom, dipping his head in greeting. "Hello. Would you like to spar?" Simple, and straight to the point.
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