hello old friend, its really good to hear you once again [ p ]

[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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└➤ ⌗ @Rizo
*takes place right before riverclan heads to the twoleg den

the oriental still felt in disbelief that moonfrost had returned home. she had been gone for a couple of moons before his own disappearance. he had so many questions, a sense of restlessness that steadily grew while he waited to get the chance to talk to her - just her. the camp was far too noisy. it was not wormbite's home, either.

after he stumbled upon a blanket of soft moss, an idea formed inside his head. he marked a nearby tree, leaving deep digits before beginning to prepare. it wasn't anything special, something to welcome her back. he outlined a spot for them with rocks, tearing off whatever evergreen he could stumble upon.

of course, it wasn't as if he could ,, quite.. see the layout. wormbite suspected it would be rather sloppy but nonetheless, it was the thought that counted. er, ,, hopefully.

afterwards, he would go hunting throughout the claimed area. he would search and search until he came upon a vole. swiftly, killing it and bringing it back to the designated spot. he would go off again, catching a fish in a stream for himself. it had been an awful long time since he had tasted it again.

wormbite buried both prey in the ground to keep it fresh before limping his way back to camp. he entered into the warrior's den, his heart beginning to beat against his chest. the closed space was never something he enjoyed these days. "moonfrosst? are you .. in here ? i wass wondering if you would like to go for an outing, " he called out softly, ears twitching whilst he waited for a response.

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[Rizo]

MOONFROST
54 Moons | She/Her | Heightened Perception (Hearing)

A sensitive ear twitched as a familiar voice roused her from her sleep. She lifted her head, jaws gaping in a yawn, before letting out a curious, distorted mrrp in response. Carefully climbing from her nest so as to not wake her sister, the dark warrior crept forward, treading lightly so as to not wake those around her. Stepping out into the cool evening air of the mountains, Moonfrost tapped her tailtip on Wormbite's shoulder and let out a hoarse purr.
An outing sounds lovely.

{ @wolfie }