ShadowClan Nursery

[Daragca]

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Owlthroat
he/him | Shadowclan Enforcer | 45 moons
Killer Aptitude T3 - Just A Scratch - Silver Tongue T2
The Dancing Bird

Her words let a purr slip warmly from his chest, he found himself smiling at the forever queen’s surprise. ”I do, I thought of you when I found it.” Owlthroat leaned his head back, wiggling his maw through his thick pelt until he managed to grasp what he was after with his teeth. A handy storage mechanism.

When his head swivelled back, his mouth was wrapped around a stone. A stone beautiful in colour, jagged at the edges but shining in shades of pearlescent blue. A crystal, he’d found within territory, something likely dropped by a stray two-leg or perhaps carried by a bird.

He dropped it at his feet and used his black nose to gently shove it in her direction. ”Looks the same colour as your blue eye, Night.” His yellow eyes earnestly rising to meet the scarred molly.

[ @Estelle ]