- Jun 19, 2024
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*+:｡.｡ :What happened to your leg?" It was a question asked completely out of the blue, clearly not having learned his lesson from last time. Glittering chartreuse eyes would train upon Windclan's flame-patched moor-runner, glowing within the tunnel's shade like two over-eager fireflies. "A good story could make the time pass by quicker, y'know?" he adds after a lapse in silence, smiling to ease any tension he might've inflicted. He wasn't wrong, was he? When the patrol he and Scorchstreak had been assigned to had suddenly been caught by a furious downpour, the only solution was to wait it out in a nearby tunnel. Now, with an entire patrol shoved into the cramped space, it would be expected that irritation would begin to blister...so a distraction would be nice, right?
Pawing at the dirt, he waits expectantly for Scorchstorm's answer, unable to help glancing at the other bitten leg. The scars were quite gnarly, made even more curious when you consider that her senior, Scorchstreak, had a similar bite mark on her cheek. Had the two fought against similar opponents? Was it in the same battle or completely separate events?
Pawing at the dirt, he waits expectantly for Scorchstorm's answer, unable to help glancing at the other bitten leg. The scars were quite gnarly, made even more curious when you consider that her senior, Scorchstreak, had a similar bite mark on her cheek. Had the two fought against similar opponents? Was it in the same battle or completely separate events?
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a little rushed I'm so sorry </3 @SCORCHSTORM
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"SPEECH"
GENERAL:
☁ Viperpaw
☁ DFAB— He/Him
☁ 10 moons
☁ Son of Snakehiss and Berrysnap
☁ Brother to Rowanpaw, Snakepaw and Privetpaw
☁ Windclan — Tunneler's apprentice
COMBAT:
☁Physically easy | mentally medium
☁Attack in bold white
☁ None currently