[justify]ThunderClan was not a place that Matthias had visited yet, but here he was. Clan boundaries were important, but the mountain lion thought that as long as he meant no harm, it shouldn't be a problem, right? Matt wished that he had something to cover up the scent of BloodClan that had permanently etched its way into his fur -- not only did he find it disgusting, but he was positive that it did him no favors when he was on one of his spontaneous expeditions.
So far, it seemed like ThunderClan was not too different from another group he had been to (but the name escaped him) and he was noticing a trend in territory choice. It was not a bad thing, in fact, Matthias preferred it -- although he was sure that no one based their territories off of his specific preferences. That being said, he decided to roll around in the grass and dirt in an attempt to encompass himself in the scent of ThunderClan. It wasn't so he could walk around in disguise, it was just so he didn't have to smell like absolute death anymore.
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[x]matthias | matt
[x]biromantic bisexual (closeted) | male preference
[x]roughly 2 years old
[x]elite member & bloodclan first tier
social
[x]single
[x]no crush
[x]½ The Matts
[x]npc x npc | generation 1
physical
[x] traditional mountain lion
[x]brown eyes
[x]health: 100%
[x]major injuries: none
[x]minor injuries: none
interaction
[x]medium difficulty
[x]no offensive powers
[x]vulnerable to physical & mental attacks
[x]may powerplay peaceful / nonviolent actions
[x]attack in bold white
[x]biography
[x]plot thread