RiverClan Territory

[wolfie]

┆彡 T H E S I N - E A T E R ☆

HE . HIM . 55 MOONS . RIVERCLAN WARRIOR

heavily scarred & skinny black tom with white speckles; cloudy light amber eyes. walks with a prominent limp & has protruding fangs that overlap his bottom lip.

content + interaction warning : this character frequently explores themes of mental health, complex trauma, and abuse

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└➤ ⌗ @Rowan @HerbalTea

garlicfish was the first warrior to approach him. he gave a small nod of acknowledgment, only offering up a vague, "wherever we enter, " reply to their question. he stood there for a long period of time, getting ready to leave until rowanmane finally appeared and joined them in silence. he was surprised to see the tom made it. wormbite without another word headed out of the abandoned den, tufted tail flickering for them to both to follow.

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the scent of home flooded his scents — along with the scent of distant intruders that weaved through the land like a plague. his expression turned into a grimace, muscles tensing under his pelt. "be on your guard, there may sstill be pestss lurking. sspread out and sstart sscenting but keep within hearing distance, " he finally spoke, beginning to head forward.

wormbite would start to brush against the trees and evergreen, remarking riverclan's scent.

★ ULTIMATE PREDATOR ★ JUST A SCRATCH ★ SHADOW FIEND ★ SURVIVAL INSTINCTS

[HerbalTea]

Originally Posted by wolfie

┆彡 T H E S I N - E A T E R ☆

HE . HIM . 55 MOONS . RIVERCLAN WARRIOR

heavily scarred & skinny black tom with white speckles; cloudy light amber eyes. walks with a prominent limp & has protruding fangs that overlap his bottom lip.

content + interaction warning : this character frequently explores themes of mental health, complex trauma, and abuse

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└➤ ⌗ @Rowan @HerbalTea

garlicfish was the first warrior to approach him. he gave a small nod of acknowledgment, only offering up a vague, "wherever we enter, " reply to their question. he stood there for a long period of time, getting ready to leave until rowanmane finally appeared and joined them in silence. he was surprised to see the tom made it. wormbite without another word headed out of the abandoned den, tufted tail flickering for them to both to follow.

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the scent of home flooded his scents — along with the scent of distant intruders that weaved through the land like a plague. his expression turned into a grimace, muscles tensing under his pelt. "be on your guard, there may sstill be pestss lurking. sspread out and sstart sscenting but keep within hearing distance, " he finally spoke, beginning to head forward.

wormbite would start to brush against the trees and evergreen, remarking riverclan's scent.

★ ULTIMATE PREDATOR ★ JUST A SCRATCH ★ SHADOW FIEND ★ SURVIVAL INSTINCTS

Garlicfish nodded, going a few tail-lengths away from Wormbite to scent some of the more crowede areas. @Rowan

[Rowan]

《RowanMane》
Male | 40 Moons | RiverClan Warrior | Posts: 33
large, strong mackerel-striped brown tabby with long fur and gray eyes — he has a crooked jaw with a scratch across his mouth and half his ear missing
Purrks: None
Interaction For: @wolfie @HerbalTea


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The tom followed not too far behind the other two warriors (which was hard cause he was hella achey). He did his best to push his physical issues aside though cause he- the clan- was finally home. He had just got to be one of the first cats to experience it. Sure there could be dangers lurking around, but a surge of feelings filled him. Home. Two moons had felt like forever now that he’s finally here.

He decided not to say anything cause his damned jaw would ruin it all, the infection in it kept a solid throbbing and burning sensation that he didn’t enjoy one bit.

He took a few steps away from the group, going the opposite direction then GarlicFish had and scented the air, taking careful steps around. It seemed to be okay but who knew what was lurking deeper in? Either way, RiverClan had to establish their return, and he followed in Wormbites activity in marking their territory.

He didn’t want it too but his mind kept wandering as he did so. His mind hadn’t done much of that in the mountains cause he was always on guard. Here, even though it stank of the other monsters clans, he felt a sudden peace in being back home. So- what would he do back in the abandoned den? Perhaps be more family-oriented?…Probably not with his own daughter, he’d tried to avoid that…but he should give her a chance right? She didn’t even know it was him…Or maybe he should spend time with his sister! That was better, he’d felt bad of not spending more time with the she. OwlTalon was busy though as a Lionheart and all…that complexed things. Dammit why was family and clan life so hard?

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