PLEASE KNOW THAT MY CHARACTERS HAVE VERY DIFFERENT VIEWS AND OPINIONS THAN ME!! And that they may think or act in ways you might not deem acceptable, but I do not think or act in these ways.
Dirtkit
he/him || hazel tabby tom with white paws and amber/blue heterochromia
The small tom observed a bug, watching it scurry across the ground, amber and blue hues flickering with amusement. What a cute little creature, worried about nothing but itself. Dirtkit flicked his tail, unsheathed his claws, and beheaded the tiny critter.
It brought a smile to his face.
He watched the body twitch one last time before moving on to stare down some awesome, cool, big 'ol warrior. He wondered if warriors could bleed, or if they somehow became invincible when they were... warrior-ized. His limited vocabulary couldn't exactly find a better word to use.
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❝ GOOD MOOOOOORNING!! Are you ready to complete your contractual obligations? ❞
The large tabby padded over, a small scowl on her face from her raging headache, but ducked her head in 'hello' to her patrolmate, ready to get this over with.
Blazekit sat next to a rock, yawning. His paws lightly kneaded the ground, his tail waving wildly in the air. He heard something on the other side of the rock, so he wobbled over to see another kit.
PLEASE KNOW THAT MY CHARACTERS HAVE VERY DIFFERENT VIEWS AND OPINIONS THAN ME!! And that they may think or act in ways you might not deem acceptable, but I do not think or act in these ways.
The large tabby padded over, a small scowl on her face from her raging headache, but ducked her head in 'hello' to her patrolmate, ready to get this over with.
*-Larkwing-*
She/her | 15 moons A sleek dilute tortie she-cat with green eyes
"Great!" Larkwing chirped in response. While the apprentice didn't exactly seem eager to go out hunting, they all had to do their part in helping out. A clan couldn't function without every member doing their duty, even if they were cold, tired, sore or hurting. This clan would not starve on Lark's watch - she would personally ensure it. "Let's get going then!" With a small purr she hoped was encouraging enough, the warrior turned to lead the way to Cattail Pond.
Hearing his name, the young warrior's eyes close and he huffs Not very happy, he shakes his head to disperse the clouds before he starts to stride towards Firelight. "I am Jayfeather. I presume you're Firelight."
Firelight felt fully rested when Gingerfrost called for patrols, so she was more than willing to join in. Even if she was tired, she never let that stop her.
“I am,” she confirmed with a nod when Jayfeather came up to her. “Come on.” She began to lead the way to Sleepy Thicket. She wondered how damaged it was after the flood—would any prey have survived? Would it still even be recognizable?
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“There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.” ― William Shakespeare, Hamlet
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I’m Here..... It’s Been a while. When did I come... I didn’t know
I felt falling and Alone. I'd never grow old and decided. It wasn’t time to go.
As the ship roared past, I stayed. As I had come. Lost. Alone. Empty.
Somewhere. Something. Had brought me here. But what?
Re: Rugged Range
