- Oct 26, 2023
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bio ₊˚✧ ﾟ. Bitepaw works his paws into the dirt, too worked up to direct his attention to the prey he's selected for himself. He's noticed the distaste that has brewed amongst apprentices, he'd have to be decidedly more self-absorbed to miss it. The resentment directed towards Velvetpaw that has had him confused as a kitten. Now an apprentice, he's unsure what reception to offer him. It makes his insides churn. He's stewing in the contempt brewed up, that sits heavy in his chest outside of his own volition. He wants to move, wants to keep running and stalking, and doing. Bitterness clings to him with the realization that it would soon enough be time to retire to his nest.
He's more than ready to spit something venomous, to rise his broad frame up, thow up his short fur - let the claret violet blur his vision with fury. He rolls a mouse under his paw. The way he's been refuted with confrontations, he's itching to stir something. "Come sit with me." He demands, biting words sitting in his throat.
/ prompt: claret violet, "contempt", @Velvetpaw
He's more than ready to spit something venomous, to rise his broad frame up, thow up his short fur - let the claret violet blur his vision with fury. He rolls a mouse under his paw. The way he's been refuted with confrontations, he's itching to stir something. "Come sit with me." He demands, biting words sitting in his throat.
/ prompt: claret violet, "contempt", @Velvetpaw