[size=6pt] #ripgeneralcuster
#sariatear
[hr][size=6pt]lilith | sariatear
melanistic lioness cub | black and white she-cat
weak | medium
no powers | no powers
blood | thunder
first tier cub | senior warrior[/size]
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The black and white she-cat was on the border, looking in. She looked bedraggled, with her fur all mussed up. Next to her was a black and white dog with a black collar, panting. Sariatear smiled at Jace and patted him on the head, before whispering in his ear to head back to their house- formerly hers, at least.
It had been horrible, being a kittypet.
The former Thunderclan warrior during Wolfstar's reign blinked, flicking her tail. She was old, but had lost none of her sass.
"Hey. Anybody there, specifically a Thunderclanner? Yeah, um, I was caught by some twoleg. They put me in a big white monster and yeah. Here I am. They took me to the cutter, and, uh, it's... Different. Different outlook on life. Don't think I'll ever have kits, but since when have I wanted them? Anyways, a lot of you probably won't recognize me, my name's Sariatear and I was friends with some Slender as a kit. Then I grew up and helped calm down some raccoon thingy under Wolfstar's reign from the disease that was going around? I remember it wasn't rabies. Yeah, so, here I am. Anybody there? I'd like to rejoin, hopefully."
Smiling, Sariatear flicked her tail before shifting her gaze to the ground. Hopefully someone would come by before she was picked off by a fox or something, because that'd be horrible.
The short-furred lithe she-cat flicked her tail, wincing. There was a bruise on her side, a rather big one. Her owner hadn't been the nicest and had repeatedly abused her. Collar? Gone. Got stuck on some bush, and she pulled it off.
Better than having it choke her for one second longer- she couldn't eat because of how tight it was around her neck. Had to struggle to breathe.
Seemed so much easier to breathe now, by the way.
ooc;;