Lavenderpaw follows her clan, dutifuly trotting behind them with her own amphibian cluthed in her jaws. She cannot help but admit that Ebonyfall is right, it would've been cool if they had something more impressive to show. Some measly frogs were nothing in comparison to a whole hawk. Her mouth...
LAVENDERPAW
GENERAL INFORMATION ————・゚✧
✧ lavenderpaw, for her mothers favorite flower and paw to denote her rank within the clan
✧ female, cis gender, she / her
✧ 10 moons, ages every 1st
✧ shadow clan, apprentice
・゚✧ ———— RELATIONSHIPS
✧ single
✧ no offspring
✧ bisexual
✧ NPC x NPC
✧...
how
dare she? Lavenderpaw cannot believe he audacity Forest has to attack her. Didn’t she know how awful of a decision that was? The tortoiseshell she cat almost could’ve laughed if it didn’t make her so mad. She finds herself letting out a small grunt as she falls to the floor and immediately...
This training thing was a whole lot harder than Lavenderpaw was expecting. Her mentor was making her do a lot more than her parents had, that was for certain. But the tortoiseshell molly found herself waking up each day a little stronger, the muscles in her body becoming more defined and she...
Mouse-dung she wished Forest would stop trying to boss her around! Her sister had finally stopped groaning about how Lavender couldn't come with her, that she should just turn around and go back to their mom and dad. Ha! As if she would ever do that. She was so sick of them constantly telling...
As Forest begins to speak, Lavender rolls her emerald eyes, sitting down and gracefully sweeping a fluffy tail over her delicate paws. here we go again, poor Forest she thinks, already tired of the pity party that she’s certain her sister is planning on throwing herself. Certainly her life...
Lavender do this, Lavender do that” man was she tired of always getting bossed around by her parents! And it totally wasn’t fair, why was she forced to be on her paws all the time but Forest got to sit around on her butt and do nothing all day? When her mother had approached her, her lips pursed...
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