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clansofthe-valley

App art by KiraKats

WRITTEN BIO | STAT TRACKER | PEBBLE/ITEM TRACKER

- R O L E P L A Y -

Example:

Frosteyes kept his sights in the direction of the main camp entrance. For who knows how long, his daughter, Spottedpaw, had been leaving camp and returning with cobwebs. It was a typical task that any warrior or apprentice would do, but after Ashtail and Batpaw’s injuries, the she-cat had been more vocal about her displeasure with the medicine cats. So doing a task for them without asking? Something was wrong with his daughter.

With a grumble to his partner saying that he would be back, he hastily stood up and made his way out of camp. The scent trail that Spottedpaw left wasn’t hard for him to depict from the rest of his clanmates, and he followed it down the mountain and towards the border that was… shared with rogues. Just the thought of rogues left a bad taste in his mouth, and he went to spit, only to pause as he scented the air. His fur prickled as he recognized the scent.

That fucking rogue.

With a new, burning determination, he raced towards the source of the smell. When he saw a flash of cream, he let out a loud yowl as he pounced, claws out.

"YOU."

Preferred Methods: Discord

Reply Length/Time: One to two paragraphs. I'm a very slow rper, and I might forget to reply depending on what's going on in my life.

Timezone: Eastern

Description

clansofthe-valley

App art by KiraKats

WRITTEN BIO | STAT TRACKER | PEBBLE/ITEM TRACKER

- R O L E P L A Y -

Example:

Frosteyes kept his sights in the direction of the main camp entrance. For who knows how long, his daughter, Spottedpaw, had been leaving camp and returning with cobwebs. It was a typical task that any warrior or apprentice would do, but after Ashtail and Batpaw’s injuries, the she-cat had been more vocal about her displeasure with the medicine cats. So doing a task for them without asking? Something was wrong with his daughter.

With a grumble to his partner saying that he would be back, he hastily stood up and made his way out of camp. The scent trail that Spottedpaw left wasn’t hard for him to depict from the rest of his clanmates, and he followed it down the mountain and towards the border that was… shared with rogues. Just the thought of rogues left a bad taste in his mouth, and he went to spit, only to pause as he scented the air. His fur prickled as he recognized the scent.

That fucking rogue.

With a new, burning determination, he raced towards the source of the smell. When he saw a flash of cream, he let out a loud yowl as he pounced, claws out.

"YOU."

Preferred Methods: Discord

Reply Length/Time: One to two paragraphs. I'm a very slow rper, and I might forget to reply depending on what's going on in my life.

Timezone: Eastern