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Hillstrider
ShadowClan Warrior
he/him | 24 moons
[Big fluffy orange tabby with yellow eyes]
Purrks: Heightened Perception (Hearing)
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[Rookfire - @alec ]
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Poking his still-healing nose into the medicine den, Hillstrider let his eyes adjust to the dimness before calling out. "Mossfreckle my dude? You here?" It was quiet, so Hillstrider shuffled in a little further and peered around a bit more. Hm, didn't seem like the herbalist was here. That's too bad; Hillstrider was hoping to get the tom out and spend some time with him. With all the problems cropping up in ShadowClan and Mossfreckle's new fascination, Rookfire, Hillstrider and Mossfreckle's relationship had fallen to the wayside a little bit. Not that he minded! He was a cheery tom who could entertain himself. But even with his lack of negative emotions, he knew what missing someone felt like.
A familiar scent wafted over him, and Hillstrider perked up a bit. Oh yeah, Rookfire! He was the new medicine cat apprentice, wasn't he! While anyone else might have felt jealous that Mossfreckle's favorite boyfriend got to spend all his time with him now, all Hillstrider felt was enthusiasm at the idea of getting to know Rookfire better. "Yo, Rookfire! What's good, my dude?"
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