Ruffledmane
Tom| Warrior| Location: Camp| Crush/ mate: None| Feeling: Calm, amused, and delighted| Tags: Moonpaw and Juniperpelt
Ruffledmane slid off of his spot, leaving the serenity of his oceanside view behind. He landed with a thump on the water-soaked beach, his long, smoky gray and black pelt trailing in the sand. He shook himself again, violently, and right then a she-cat padded up, introducing herself to be Juniperpelt. Ruffledmane purred good-naturedly, meowing, "Caveclan is like nothing I've ever seen before. I enjoy life here already!" He wanted to say more, but a spritely young tom, and apprentice the main coon knew to be named Moonpaw, bounded over, talking fast and swiftly. Ruffledmane was slightly overwhelmed, but amused by the cat's energy nonetheless. "It would be a pleasure to watch you both. And, yes," he puffed out his chest, boasting a little, "I consider myself a good hunter. Of course, I would love to teach you some of my techniques, too."
Taking off after Moonpaw and his mentor, Ruffledmane swiftly made his way through the tall grass after them. In truth, he had no idea where they were or were they were going, but he assumed it was a spot were all the young cats trained or something like that.
{I realize I'm kinda behind, bc you guys have already moved on in the forest, so I'll just magically catch up when one of yall respond XD
@squids, thanks man. For what you said about the loss of my dog, I mean.}