Rivercloud perked up. A meeting? she thought and padded over to the Grimpeak. Maybe she'll get an apprentice? She thought excitedly as she looked up at her leader.
x ghostie is haunting this signature
Bean's favorite staff member Lillian was here
lio sneezed here (achoo)
you see crude graffiti... it spells "velli wuz here"
Rose caught the sickness (oh dear)
fenrir stares at rose with a spray bottle of water in hand
My Soul is in @/Ian's basement with some ice cream
Owlthroat
he/him | Shadowclan Warrior | 42 moons Killer Aptitude T3 - Just A Scratch - Silver Tongue T2 The Dancing Bird
Owlthroat strode over.
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HE/HIM • ENFORCER • 32M • SHADOWCLAN "A large marbled tabby tom with large, tusk-like teeth." PURRKS: N/A
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The tom strode over to his mate, plopping down with a sigh. He hadn't reported to Dawnstar yet and he knew he should've done it when he got back, but it had slipped his mind. That wasn't like him and he vowed to do better.
"Hello sweetheart." He purred, wrapping his tail around Owlthroat's.
Birdpaw
ShadowClan Apprentice
she/her | 11 moons | 105/100
[Grey tabby with a dark overcoat, white underside and amber eyes] Purrks: Lyrebird's Lullaby [PERMANENTLY ACTIVE], Don't Mind if I Do!
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ The FoolVessel ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
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Birdpaw sat by the apprentice's den, the slowly healing scratches along her flank twinging with each movement. Her energy levels had been a little better since the battle. Who knew that facing a hoard of rats could get you out of a funk.