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The smell of twoleg is heavy in the air. It is odd, to be wary of the scent he had grown around in through his entire kithood. The smell of wet food travels through the breeze, enticing and making his stomach growl. He flicks an ear, opening his mouth to follow the scent — not to eat it, of course, but to see why it was so strong out here near the loner lands. Were they looking for something or maybe a runaway kittypet?
There is something else in the air, too; one of his clanmates has been here recently, but he can't discern the scent from the rest. . . Amber eyes blink worryingly toward the patrol, but he marches on. He knows twolegs better than his clanmates do, he knows how to be a distraction in case there was a large group around. But as he breaks through the undergrowth into where their scent is strongest, he sees no one around. Roaringsun sniffs the wind again: wet food, twolegs, thunderclan, and finally he's able to tell who it was he sensed before: Leafhusk. Fresh, too.
From the corner of his gaze, the warrior sees the half-eaten can of food, and a shiver runs up his spine. "Leafhusk? Are you here?" He calls out, hoping the Lead Warrior is simply hiding somewhere. . . but deep down he fears he knows what has happened.
ooc: continuation of this thread :(
There is something else in the air, too; one of his clanmates has been here recently, but he can't discern the scent from the rest. . . Amber eyes blink worryingly toward the patrol, but he marches on. He knows twolegs better than his clanmates do, he knows how to be a distraction in case there was a large group around. But as he breaks through the undergrowth into where their scent is strongest, he sees no one around. Roaringsun sniffs the wind again: wet food, twolegs, thunderclan, and finally he's able to tell who it was he sensed before: Leafhusk. Fresh, too.
From the corner of his gaze, the warrior sees the half-eaten can of food, and a shiver runs up his spine. "Leafhusk? Are you here?" He calls out, hoping the Lead Warrior is simply hiding somewhere. . . but deep down he fears he knows what has happened.
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✦ㅤmale (he / him)ㅤ/ㅤunsure of sexuality, single ; crushing on hawkspine
✦ㅤ16 moons oldㅤ/ㅤages realistically, every 14th of the month
✦ㅤwarrior of thunderclan
✦ㅤnpc x npcㅤ/ㅤnpc siblings
✦ㅤmentoring Berrypawㅤ/ㅤmentored by Copperfang and Leafhusk
✦ㅤ"speech", 'thoughts', all opinions are in character
✦ㅤpenned by nocthymiaㅤ/ㅤmessage hypmic on discord for plots!
lion-like in stature, roaringsun is characterized by his golden fur, cream 'mane' and strong legs. long-furred with longer strands on his cheeks, one cannot tell he once was a soft-born kittypet before joining thunderclan as an apprentice.
ooc: continuation of this thread :(