killing must feel good to God too. he does it all the time.
nowhere - warrior - male - 31 moons
― News of Fragilepast's... issues had spread like wildfire, leaping from tongue to ear with hot spirit. The clans were all similar in one way, at least, they were all gossipers with wagging little tongues. Like the one he had ripped out of some Sunclan warrior's mouth. They had decided to spin the gossip with some of their own opinion, rudely ripping into the former Thunderlands leader, assuming that Nightmarestag would agree with the insults. A terrible, yet delicious mistake.
The Maine Coon picked himself delicately across the terrain, amber gaze sweeping over the horizon before he brought himself to an elegant halt in front of the border. No need to begin this little visit with some Shadow Veil member pouncing on him for trespassing. He rested himself down on his hind-quarters, curling his tail around his paws, wanting to settle himself down before speaking. "I am here to speak with Fragilepast," he said calmly, "A personal matter, if you will." He believed that covered his reason for being here, though he imagined many would try to weasel more information out of him. Any prying eyes would immediately be placed on his dinner menu.
[ Fragilepast ]
- male | 31 moons | nowhere
- single | pansexual | panromantic
- chocolate Maine Coon | amber eyes
- always well-groomed
- carries himself with a calm, collected air
- charming | excellent host
- brilliant | calculating | exceptional memory
- vengeful | despises any degree of rudeness
- difficult physically & mentally