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[Sunfreckle]

He lived his life behind steel bars. It was not a bad life, but it was not a good one either. He had been well-taken cared of by the two-legs in the place of iron cages and hollow halls, but it was the horrifying loneliness that finally sent him desperate to escape; no one wanted him, no one would ever want him. He wanted to see the world before he died and he escaped when the door was left unlatched knowing full well he might not make it more than a few days at most. Sunfreckle, Sunny at the time, had no skills for survival. The red tabby was unable to hunt for his own, living off scraps from kind upwalkers and whatever he found left on the ground or in trash. He was unable to defend himself, found himself clawed and bitten and chased away from areas in the city where other cats had staked their claim. It was only when he stumbled away from the loud and boisterous two-leg forest and into the quiet wooded area outside that he found peace.
His inability to hunt would be his demise, not for lack of trying, but at least in the woods he could enjoy touching the earth and seeing the blue sky before he went.

Or that would have been his fate had the silver and white tom not arrived. Rabbit was a loner who knew the land well-enough, was kind, helped him despite his inability to do much and even went out of his way to try and show him how to hunt. Sunfreckle would never be the best hunter in the clan, but at least now he could handle himself if it came down to it. Eventually they both realized that surviving alone was not going to be something they could manage for long, his guilt over not being good enough was dissuaded by the other's insistence that they would be more comfortable with a group; and lo'ThunderClan was found. A new clowder of cats in the forest, apparently there was a horrible battle here some time ago and the clans of this area rose from the ashes of it.
Emberstar was the leader, a kind cat and one he thought had the capabilities of keeping a group safe; there were other options but they did not bother seeking them out. ThunderClan was fine.
While unable to participate in much outside clan tasks and the occasional short patrol, he had found himself a niche in menial tasks and fetching things on request. Things were peaceful.

With nothing to do after changing the bedding out of the warrior's den, the red tabby rested near the center of the camp with his head on his lone curled paw and his gaze watching the entrance of camp carefully as if expecting something or someone. Every so often his head would lift, expression brightening, only to drop back down when what he saw moving through the bramble thicket was not what he wanted to see.


[ooc; Retro to fire despite the name! @Rabbitnose ]
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[Rabbitnose]

He lived his life behind steel bars. It was not a bad life, but it was not a good one either. He had been well-taken cared of by the two-legs in the place of iron cages and hollow halls, but it was the horrifying loneliness that finally sent him desperate to escape; no one wanted him, no one would ever want him. He wanted to see the world before he died and he escaped when the door was left unlatched knowing full well he might not make it more than a few days at most. Sunfreckle, Sunny at the time, had no skills for survival. The red tabby was unable to hunt for his own, living off scraps from kind upwalkers and whatever he found left on the ground or in trash. He was unable to defend himself, found himself clawed and bitten and chased away from areas in the city where other cats had staked their claim. It was only when he stumbled away from the loud and boisterous two-leg forest and into the quiet wooded area outside that he found peace.
His inability to hunt would be his demise, not for lack of trying, but at least in the woods he could enjoy touching the earth and seeing the blue sky before he went.

Or that would have been his fate had the silver and white tom not arrived. Rabbit was a loner who knew the land well-enough, was kind, helped him despite his inability to do much and even went out of his way to try and show him how to hunt. Sunfreckle would never be the best hunter in the clan, but at least now he could handle himself if it came down to it. Eventually they both realized that surviving alone was not going to be something they could manage for long, his guilt over not being good enough was dissuaded by the other's insistence that they would be more comfortable with a group; and lo'ThunderClan was found. A new clowder of cats in the forest, apparently there was a horrible battle here some time ago and the clans of this area rose from the ashes of it.
Emberstar was the leader, a kind cat and one he thought had the capabilities of keeping a group safe; there were other options but they did not bother seeking them out. ThunderClan was fine.
While unable to participate in much outside clan tasks and the occasional short patrol, he had found himself a niche in menial tasks and fetching things on request. Things were peaceful.

With nothing to do after changing the bedding out of the warrior's den, the red tabby rested near the center of the camp with his head on his lone curled paw and his gaze watching the entrance of camp carefully as if expecting something or someone. Every so often his head would lift, expression brightening, only to drop back down when what he saw moving through the bramble thicket was not what he wanted to see.


[ooc; Retro to fire despite the name! @Rabbitnose ]
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It didn't take long for Rabbitnose to come trotting back into camp. After a successful hunt, he put the mouse he had caught into the fresh-kill pile and headed to his second stop. His wonderful companion, his sunshine, the light of his life.

"Sunfreckle!" He called out as he practically hopped over to the orange feline. He bumped heads with him with a loud purr and laid down right beside him. "Did you miss me?"

Rabbitnose quite possibly valued Sunfreckle's life more than his own. They were inseparable. Ever since Rabbitnose met him, he knew he had to protect him. His smile. His laughter. Travelling alone for so long and then finally having companionship in Sunfreckle was....A relief. He wasn't meant to be alone. He was separated from his family as a young kit, so he was quite familiar with being alone.

But now.....He wasn't alone anymore. He had a mate. A clan. He couldn't be happier, honestly. He would protect them with his life.

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[Sunfreckle]

The burst of silver against the treeline had him lifting his head once more, ears up and expression delighted as the gray dappled tom made his way over and he stretched up his neck to meet the gesture of affection; neatly bumping his head against the others in return. "Of course I missed you, what a silly question." Once Rabbitnose had settled down he turned and laid his head across the other's back with a sigh of contentment. "How was the hunting patrol? I saw your mouse." The few times he had gone out on a hunt he had come back mostly without anything to show for it, it had left him dejected enough to want to stop trying but every so often he could be coaxed into doing so. It was not his missing limb that held him back, but his lack of knowledge. An entire life spent in a cage meant his development to be a proper wild cat was far behind. Maybe one day he would figure it all out but for now he was happy just doing simple tasks around the camp.
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[Rabbitnose]

Rabbitnose closed his eyes contentedly as he tucked his paws underneath him. He continued to purr, softer than before with a soft smile. The amount of joy and good vibes he felt was enormous.

"The patrol went well. Wish I could have caught something bigger, though." He said. Yeah, mice were great. But catching something bigger, like a rabbit or a bird maybe, just felt good.

His smile turned mischievous as he thought of how he could follow up his sentence. He shifted and pushed his weight onto Sunfreckle to gently pin him down.

"But I have now~"

Yeah so what if it was cheesy. He was a cheesy guy.
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