- Feb 9, 2023
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Exhaustion weighs the tom down after a long early dawn patrol. After trekking toward the border and back to mark scents and stop to hunt for potential prey the only thing he wished for was rest. Hefty paws drag him to the prey pile where he deposited a wiry rabbit. Slowly turning on his heels the warrior trudged forward several steps before melting into the ground with a heavy sigh. Amber eyes flutter closed, leaving time to hardly pass before Addervenom succumbed to sleep's sweet embrace. This, of course, paints a massive target upon the tom's back. Leaving him completely vulnerable to the nefarious schemes of bored kittens. (feel free to have your kit turn him into a living playground) @whitedawn @FOGBOUND
»»———- windclan warrior / thirteen moons old / he/him ———-««