Fadedember
❝The Master of Zen❞
gender; Non-Binary age; 33 Moons rank; Warrior sexuality; Pansex-Demirom
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mentions; Cloudedfire & Duststar tagged; Open
❝The Master of Zen❞
gender; Non-Binary age; 33 Moons rank; Warrior sexuality; Pansex-Demirom
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mentions; Cloudedfire & Duststar tagged; Open
indentation The rumbling of their stomach caused their eyes to snap open, and blink. They silently huffed as they realized that they hadn't eaten as of yet, and probably should get something quick to eat before Cloudedfire or Duststar ordered them onto a patrol. Chuckling half-heartedly the feline got to their paws and padded over to the prey-pile, and purred at the sight of a fish that greeted them. Fish was Fadedember's favorite meal, followed by bird - any kind of bird - and mole. Quickly snatching up the fish before another could take it, the dilute cat darted back to their original place and laid back down. Purring quite loudly, the feline, slowly began to eat, savoring the taste, eyes closed.
Maplehaze
❝The Vengeful❞
gender; Female age; 49 Moons rank; Warrior sexuality; Pansexual
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mentions; None tagged; Open
❝The Vengeful❞
gender; Female age; 49 Moons rank; Warrior sexuality; Pansexual
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mentions; None tagged; Open
indentation With a lengthy stride the feline tread towards the clans training grounds, intent on wearing herself out by training by herself. The claw marks on the tree, she more often than not used were covered in score marks from the claw marks of herself and other cats. Halting for a moment as she stepped just inside the training grounds, the torbie sprinted over to her favored tree and unabashedly unsheathed her claws. Starting out with light marks without a lout of force, she grazed her claws over the rough bark of the tree. As time went on the angry feline began to make her "attacks" more forceful, dragging her claws down, marking distinctive etches in the tree. Stopping to catch her breath she looked at the blemishes on the tree, and felt a ping of remorse, but only for a heartbeat. There were probably better ways to express her anger, but at the moment she couldn't think of any, so this would have to do. Huffing and muttering under her breath, the she-cat returned to battering the tree.
Crestpaw
❝The Sceret Keeper❞
gender; Female age; 11 Moons rank; Apprentice sexuality; Bisexual
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mentions; None tagged; none
❝The Sceret Keeper❞
gender; Female age; 11 Moons rank; Apprentice sexuality; Bisexual
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mentions; None tagged; none
indentation - She's alseep, and kind of sticking out of the apprentices den. Feel free to wake the poor sod up. -
Zion
❝The Prickly Pear❞
gender; Male age; 50 Moons rank; Loner sexuality; Androsexual
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mentions; none tagged; Silverbrook
❝The Prickly Pear❞
gender; Male age; 50 Moons rank; Loner sexuality; Androsexual
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mentions; none tagged; Silverbrook
indentation His tail curled with discontent as his stomach grumbled, for but a heartbeat he thought about doing some hunting, though he quickly decided not to risk it. The tom did pause to take in the scents around him though and froze for a few heartbeats. The rumbling growling purr in his throat came to an abrupt end as his green gaze snapped towards where the direction the clan-cat scent was coming from. "Are you going to step out willingly, or do I have to drag you out, Kitten?" Zion asked with a rough drawl, raising one whiskered eyebrow. By the scent of the cat, the feline was at the very least female and thankfully didn't have the milk scent of a nursing or expectant mother.