August 27th, 2024, 09:53 PM
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⌗ ✶ dog days are over
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Join Date: Dec 2016
Status: 彡 ╰► now if youre lonely you know i am here waiting for you ✩˚｡⋆
Gender: wolfboy ✧ they/he/it/howl/fang/any neos
Bump Policy: ‧₊˚✩彡 3 days / 1 day if time sensitive
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ONE TWO THREE FOUR ONE TWO !!!!!!! WORK THOSE MUSCLES!! [ p ]
┆彡 T H E S I N - E A T E R ☆
HE . HIM . 56 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
└➤ ⌗ @Spider
restlessness crawled through his fur like an irritating flea. he had did.. somewhat alright the last time he fought; at least spiderthroat hadn't exactly killed him. still, his battle skills were a bit rusty and until wormbite got into the flow of things he wouldn't be able to focus his efforts on training the younger warriors & older apprentices. (which was long overdue considering raccoonear had up and disappeared.)
wormbite's ears keened, nose scenting which clanmates around him. the first one that caught his interest and wasn't,, a complete baby warrior was plumshade. good enough for him. he rose to his paws, making his way towards her.
"hullo. would you be interessted in ssparring?" he inquired.
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Last edited by wolfie; August 27th, 2024 at 09:54 PM.
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