no angst BANANA SPLIT ON A SUNDAY [ *ೃ༄ ] JUST CHATTING

[Mossthorn]

Moments of pure peace were increasingly rare, especially when one looked upon the prey pile with dismay and thought about how absolutely dismal it was to see it so low when in the height of green-leaf they should all be eating their fills, their prey included. What was there was scrawny and leaf-bare thin... Mossthorn doesn't want to think about that though, she doesn't want to think about war and fighting or blood and death. Right now, her gray eyes lay half-lidded as she stares out across the clearing from her spot in the shade. It is a rare moment where her mate and herself both have downtime during the day together so she lounges at his side, black pelt only lightly brushing against his lighter colored coat and a purr rumbling in her chest. "I don't know how you moor runners do it all day" she says with sigh, a chuckle and a shake of her head "If I had to be out on the moors right now I'm certain I'd simply just die, it's so hot out!" At least in the tunnels the sun could not find you, the earth enveloped you in it's cool embrace and kept you safe from all the dangers of above. Heat exhaustion included.

Perhaps if she could just convince some of the moor runners to come down into the tunnels, show them that it is not so bad, she could make converts out of a few of them. Her mate though, she knows is a lost cause. Besides, he did not have the build that was proper for a tunneler, his frame was large, muscular, not the smaller boned body that was required of cats who wished to squeeze themselves freely into the dark confines. She looks to the cat next to her now, her mate, her partner, appreciation shining in her eyes. He was a strong moor-runner, and his sleek black and white coat was the opposite to hers, though similarly littered in scars. His light coloration meant that in the green-leaf heat he did not suffer similarly to her, for that she is glad.

// please wait for @COLDBITE to post!
Just a low pressure no angst thread of kitties relaxing in the shade <3

( .ೃ࿐ ) watch what happens next

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• MOSSTHORN WINDCLAN WARRIOR ; SHE / HER; SISTER TO TBD ; MATE TO COLDBITE
  

  A feisty she cat with a heart of gold. Her appearance is befitting her tunneler status, as she stands shorter than most, and her sleek black fur excels at repelling the dirt that she shifts through. Her eyes are such a light blue color that they appear gray and upon her pelt she wears many scars, testaments to the battles she has fought in her lifetime.

  ✦ Peaceful and healing powerplay permitted, no killing, maiming, or injuring without permission
  ✦ Skilled & experienced in combat. Fights dirty.
  

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