- Jul 23, 2024
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"I'd say 'm on track to be the best of the best. Your daughter's a good teacher." The chocolate tabby answers the leader's inquiry about his training progress, donning a confident smirk. An idea dawns upon Buckfire then, a flame of determination beginning to flicker in his molten gaze. How badass would he look if he beat Scorchstar in a fight? Maybe he'd be free of his apprenticeship to Scorchstorm ( not that he outright disliked hanging out with the younger molly, but he wanted to have the same privileges as any other warrior ).
The moor runner rolls his shoulders, getting to his paws and rounding about before coming to face the scarred calico. "I can prove it. Wanna throw down right here, right now?" Buckfire challenges Scorchstar with a waggle of his faux brows, fully ready to tease her if she for some reason declined.
The moor runner rolls his shoulders, getting to his paws and rounding about before coming to face the scarred calico. "I can prove it. Wanna throw down right here, right now?" Buckfire challenges Scorchstar with a waggle of his faux brows, fully ready to tease her if she for some reason declined.
- @SCORCHSTAR no need to wait!
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— buckfire / 33 moons / he/him pronouns
— windclan moor runner / shadowing scorchstorm / former loner
— sh chocolate tabby w/ orange eyes, bite marks on left foreleg, nick in left ear & scratch on right side of lip
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