ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ. wrote:Username;; ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ.
Cat Name;; DuskChaser
Gender;; trans tomcat (dfab)
Age;; 48 moons
Clan;; ThistleClanRank;; marksman//pathfinder
Prompt;;Cats like to think of DuskChaser as the pebbly shore and grassy bank that lines the river going through the centre of the territory. DuskChaser can be warm and calm, and relaxing to talk to, he always takes into account others' feelings and his raspy meow is as cool as the soft wind of the riverside. Just like DuskChaser, the riverbanks are warm and calm to walk on, and the wind aids in putting you at ease. The pebbles are uneven but they seem to respect your paws in the summer sun, never burning you or making you slip.
However, DuskChaser can also reflect the riverside in the winter. He can be callous and cold and snap at you with ease. Like the river, while frozen, the rocks are cold and hard, difficult to walk on and can cause a cat to slip and twist a limb. He can be just as unforgiving as the frozen riverbank.
But just like the river in the spring, muddy banks and freshly grown flowers and herbs, DuskChaser can be sweet and playful, no cat knows where to step on the melt-sodden pebbles. He's as bubbly and exuberant as the dirt and silt underneath making them a wild ride with even the most cautious of steps.
And the reeds and cattails that take over the banks in the fall, DuskChaser can be mysterious. He has many secrets and no cat knows what lies past the rattling twigs and sprigs of plants.
And thus, cats just refer to him as like the riverbank. Not the river itself though. He's more unpredictable than that, you never know what could be along the bank, you always know that in the river there's fish.
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