Yesterday, 07:58 PM
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silly little guy
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Join Date: Jul 2023
Status: brain so small // bump policy 72 hrs !
Gender: he/him
Bump Policy: 72 hrs!
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smother my name under soil [p]
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she/her // 17 moons // outsider
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Sometimes she travelled from her newfound territory. Sometimes she would wander and explore and see the world. Tonight was one of those nights. Padding along silently beneath the safety of starlight the young molly doesn't expect to sense another presence this far away from the twoleg settlements and the clan territories. Maybe another lost soul? Stalking through the grasses, she finally catches a familiar scent. A scent that has her fur standing on end... Why? Why him of all cats? Ears laying back she debates just turning around and heading back the way she came. But she was feeling bold. Perhaps a part of her longed for some kind of retribution. Or maybe she was just interested in the Riverclan leader being this far away from Riverclan territory.
"You... What are you doin' out here?" She asks, voice even as she approaches the tom from her place between ferns and grasses. "A bit far out to be hunting, don'tcha think?"
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