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CAUSE I’M A LITTLE UNSTEADY
The She-cat walked with more confidence towards the city border. To Patch’s thinking, they were allies and she would be allowed to cross. Much to Dual’s dismay she danced right over the border with a smile across her face. Are you trying to get us in trouble?!? You worry too much! Patch knew they would be fine. BloodClan was allied with their Skyclan.
"Speech."
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A-another cat! Don’t worry, I got this! The She-cat’s ears would flick up, a bright smile lighting her face as Patch still had the reigns. “Hello! Just exploring, given our Clan’s are allies! I’m P-Dualpatch! What’s you’re name?”
"Speech."
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Dual: Hello!
Patch: hello, and not much. You?
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His form was near perfect, as it should have been. The difference? That one splash of orange across his darn face. Golden gaze narrowed at the puddle, smacking his paw across it in anger. “Why?” He called out, but no answer in his dreams. No starry form came to greet him. Had they just abandoned him then?
The tom cat awoke, gazing at the walls of the warrior den, dark look in his iridescent lion tinted gaze. His only remaining kit from a long ago previous life had been stripped away from him, and he hadn’t gotten a chance to say goodbye. His tail lashed irritably behind him. Of course, given the damn mistake his ancestors had made, he wouldn’t be able to sire any kits on this round of life.
The Tortoiseshell- if you could really call him that- tom stormed out of the den, and hurried out of camp. Best get this day’s hunting and border patrols done, even if he needed to do it himself- just so he could go back to his empty dreams, given Sorrelstar was currently out of the picture- what with her mental state and breakdown. Did she think he hadn’t noticed?
"Speech."
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welcome back <333
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i responded. sorry it isn’t great <33 i’ll miss honeybumble
Plenty of teensy little clues in intro on who this is supposed to be. I just wish Sorrelstar were here to read it lol
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He screeched to a halt, claws digging at the ground. He whipped his head around to see exactly who he was about to be getting onto, but the other’s words beat him to it.
“Lions- Lionmask. I’m going hunting.”
(Rushed(
"Speech."
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Needlekit had surprisingly been silent. Weren’t kits usually the rambunctious, exceedingly always excited to be let out of camp early? But another voice stopped him from greeting the kit, as he turned to acknowledge the female apprentice. “Of course you can the more the merrier.” He mewed, tail twitching.
"Speech."
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I just got one of the greatest ideas ever. So I found this profile picture looking for a chimera cat. But I want to have him have Dissassociative Identity Disorder. And the second identity is going to be
Wait for itttttttt
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CAUSE I’M A LITTLE UNSTEADY
Slender legs pulled the tom from the elder’s den, large ears flattening in self-consciousness. Hollowed eye sockets ‘gazed’ out at the camp, and the slender furless creature hastily sat down just outside the den. He was most likely the youngest elder possible, only 14 moons. But the condition he had been born with before being dropped in this strange land would prevent him from ever contributing to his new home.
The raised his muzzle, breathing in the scent of the cave system, still trying to get used to all the new scents. Was there no sun here? He felt mildly chilly. He shivered, curling inward.
"Speech."
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NAME&& Hollowskull
GENDER&& Male
RANK&& Elder
BRIEF/BASIC APPEARANCE&& a black sphynx cat born with anophthalmia, giving him just eye sockets in place of eyes
OTHER INFORMATION&&
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(Open to interaction)
The slender tom settled next to the NPC guide, thanking them for getting him to their destination. His whiskers -or lack thereof- twitched as he took in the new scents. It was a little overwhelming without being able to actually see a gosh darn thing.
"Speech."
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His ears twitched as Pawsteps sounded, actually approaching him. His head would swerve around as if to bring the speaker into focus. “My name is HollowSkull. Pleasure to meet you, Keaton.” He would nod, whiplike tail laying across his paws. At the mention of dinner, the 14 moon old elder’s stomach gave a growl. “Have any squirrels?” He asked, with a small smile.
"Speech."
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Hmm... was that rain he was hearing pittering across the cave ceiling? His head tilted slightly as he stretched his ears to try and make it out. But the thought was derailed as he heard Pawsteps actually heading towards him. Was this going to be another round of kits and apprentices pestering him??
The scent of mouse hit him, before a female voice greeted his ears . His stomach gave a growl of agreement at the mere thought of food. “Umm.. yes, thanks?” He mewed, more like a question then a statement.
Before he could get one nibble in, another had joined them. “Yes, cold. Very.” He answered, giving another shiver. “Have you eaten yet?” He asked the darkness. It wouldn’t feel right to even take one bite and leave the other two hungry.
"Speech."
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The elder would introduce himself, but he figured his... mere appearance would scare the living daylights out of her. The no-eyed tom crouched low outside of the elder’s den ears stretched to pick up the conversation. It was still so very weird that the Clan cats would make sure handicapped and kits were fed first.
"Speech."
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(Is this tree in camp or can elder’s actually leave camp?)
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The smooth-skinned black feline stumbled over, paws jarring against rocks. He gave a small hiss of pain as he trod on a rather sharp one, giving a small hop forward. His eyeless head turned towards the leader and the apprentice, as he forced himself to sit down to stop from stepping on anything else.
"Speech."
