| RatJump |
| 28 moons | thin and black furred, slim body with fern green eyes |
"let me guess...someone stole your sweetroll?"
RatJump sat in a patch of heather, his muzzle pointed towards the sky, observing and thinking.
a hawk and crow would fly past, the crow trying its best to get at the hawk. A rabbit would scutter past RatJump and let out squeak if it noticed the cat.
Could he be doing something helpful for his clan at the moment? yes.. but what was the point if Kestralpaw was off on a patrol? He surely didn't want to pester any-cat with his theories and stories about the stars- or maybe they would-? He didn't know-
| open roleplay |
Re: Sky Glade
