[Killler Aptitude and Ultimate Predator have been activated, giving Rook a + 6 advantage on all dice rolls]
Rook chuckled, flicking his ear as he nodded at the initate, the snow was starting to beat down even worse, and his whiskers blew wildly.
"head towards the cave, follow my pawsteps, I need to find breeze." He grunted, nodding towards the pawsteps behind him before prowling away to find the other initate.
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∆ My Characters Thoughts and Actions Do Not Reflect My Own! ∆
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"Mmk..." Boreas was a bit disappointed but Breeze probably needed some help. She wasn't as talented as herself when it came to finding her way. The claw initiate watched Rook leave for a heartbeat before finding her way back to the cave. How she thought of him was strange. She respected him and she looked up to him. But she didn't understand him or his strangeness around her brother. It was strange.
The she-cat entered the camp again and headed over to the crown. She dropped the thrush and rabbit at his paws. She was still cold for some reason.. Strange. "We brought a lot back! This is my stuff right here. I think Rook and Quiet Hail are looking for Breeze. She's still out there." Boreas couldn't stop her shivering.
[Killler Aptitude and Ultimate Predator have been activated, giving Rook a + 6 advantage on all dice rolls]
Rook chuckled, flicking his ear as he nodded at the initate, the snow was starting to beat down even worse, and his whiskers blew wildly.
"head towards the cave, follow my pawsteps, I need to find breeze." He grunted, nodding towards the pawsteps behind him before prowling away to find the other initate.
Breeze shivered. What had happened? One second she was carrying her rabbit, the next, she was on the ground.
"Rook?" She called out.
[apologies!]
Rook heard the soft whisper of his name, eyes widening. "Breeze?!" He called out, fighting the wind every step of the way as he managed to find the she.
"cmon, let's get outta here-" He grunted, grasping Breeze and the rabbit by the scruff, the long, large tom dragging Breeze with him, managing to get back to camp, panting.
He was running out of time.
He couldn't see..
Everything was dark and fuzzy.
Rook groaned, setting down Breeze, shaking his head and stumbling a bit. Something was wrong.
Rolling d20 for staying on his feet; 18
Rook managed to stay on his feet, blinking. He could ignore whatever this was for a bit longer. The Atari needed him. They had managed it, their haul was good. They had made the time.
The dizzy tom growled to himself, shaking his fur before padding to Ares.
"They prey didn't k ow what hit them Ares. We got in and everyone's back."
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《A Sentient Piece of Slime Who Can Write and Draw》
∆ My Characters Thoughts and Actions Do Not Reflect My Own! ∆
☆Slime/Slimeself/He/They☆
| Emo Slime |
Last edited by moxie_the_slime; Today at 08:37 PM.
THOR He/Him - Atari Claw - 40 Moons
The Bringer of Thunder and Wrath
Today was... okay so far. Thor was lounging about outside. The dark-furred tom glanced around, potentially looking to see if his friend was nearby."Asmo!" the large tom called out, waving one of his enormous paws, amber eyes gleaming. "Cmere!"
"I make grave mistakes all the time. Everything seems to work out."
Bahhhhh it was cold. Asmodeus huddled near the back of the den, muzzle tucked between their paws as they listened to Brutus bark orders. Yeah, no, they weren't doing any of that, thanks. They were cold and they preferred to try to stay warm.
Thor unfortunately had other plans. With a groan, Asmodeus forced themselves up to their paws and slunk over, scowling. "What?"
[apologies!]
Rook heard the soft whisper of his name, eyes widening. "Breeze?!" He called out, fighting the wind every step of the way as he managed to find the she.
"cmon, let's get outta here-" He grunted, grasping Breeze and the rabbit by the scruff, the long, large tom dragging Breeze with him, managing to get back to camp, panting.
He was running out of time.
He couldn't see..
Everything was dark and fuzzy.
Rook groaned, setting down Breeze, shaking his head and stumbling a bit. Something was wrong.
Rolling d20 for staying on his feet; 18
Rook managed to stay on his feet, blinking. He could ignore whatever this was for a bit longer. The Atari needed him. They had managed it, their haul was good. They had made the time.
The dizzy tom growled to himself, shaking his fur before padding to Ares.
"They prey didn't k ow what hit them Ares. We got in and everyone's back."
Breeze nodded.
"Yeah.." She said. dang. WHY WAS SHE SO DIZZY.
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