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DarkPaw♧
Male | 6 Moons | ShadowClan Apprentice | Mentor: DawnStar | Posts: 4/100
long-furred gray tom with darker leopard spots towards the back of his body and dark blue eyes
Purrks: None
So…from what he’s observed, he had to make
friends. Or at least neutral relationships. Not too hard right? He had to make friends to fit in…to not be suspected. But what if he slipped. He told his so-call ‘friends’ if he even managed to make any. They would discard him…he could be killed for his sins, which he couldn’t blame them for. He was horrible horrible horrible.
what if they already knew? what if they were there just to get dirt on him?…he was damned eternally, wasn’t he?
Just find a kind cat DarkPaw…it’s okay. His tail was flicking rapidly behind him as he glanced around anxiously. His gaze landed on a half gray-half orange cat who looked…nice enough. He hesitantly approached the apprentice, dipping his head to them as he was near enough to be noticeable.
There ya go DarkPaw, time to put on another mask, another facade as you had for RookFire. Some odd quirks would still be noticed but any of his monstrous thoughts wouldn’t go from his head to words flowing from his mouth. “
Hi- uh- I’m DarkPaw.” there, an introduction. That was normal, right?
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Starphobia
It’s Starting to Get Dark in the Evening (P)
