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[ BASED ON THE QUESTION OF THE DAY IN UR DISCORD write ur character as the opposite of themselves feel free to have the most shit writing ever I'll be entertained still tbh. this is duskgrin the bestest and nicest medicine cat in all the land and he absolutely does not condone violence!!!]
It's a perfectly normal day outside. The sun hangs at a normal level at an absolutely regular level of brightness. There are clouds in the sky - not too many, but just enough. An average amount, he thinks. Even if there have been a few run ins with polite, non-aggressive feral cats lately, he's not worried about it in the slightest. Rockdrop has it under control. He believes in her judgment, she is the deputy after all.
Even if his den was perfectly clean - spick and span, cleaned to the utmost degree by him every morning, he'd come out of his den for some air today. Of course, Duskgrin took his work as a healer very seriously. His love for each of his clanmates ran deep, and thus, he's always keen to check up on them. His gaze scans the clearing, focused, though he'd offer friendly blinks to any who locked eyes with him.
"Does anyone need any help?" he calls into the clearing, raising a paw that was wrapped tight with cobweb. He was extremely knowledgeable when it came to infection, of course. No one should have any fear of approaching him.
Of course... he really hoped that Mermaidflight would appear, they were practically best friends! But a part of them hoped... it could be something more. A single tear falls from his eye (sad), but its polite and nondramatic because he hates causing scenes!!
It's a perfectly normal day outside. The sun hangs at a normal level at an absolutely regular level of brightness. There are clouds in the sky - not too many, but just enough. An average amount, he thinks. Even if there have been a few run ins with polite, non-aggressive feral cats lately, he's not worried about it in the slightest. Rockdrop has it under control. He believes in her judgment, she is the deputy after all.
Even if his den was perfectly clean - spick and span, cleaned to the utmost degree by him every morning, he'd come out of his den for some air today. Of course, Duskgrin took his work as a healer very seriously. His love for each of his clanmates ran deep, and thus, he's always keen to check up on them. His gaze scans the clearing, focused, though he'd offer friendly blinks to any who locked eyes with him.
"Does anyone need any help?" he calls into the clearing, raising a paw that was wrapped tight with cobweb. He was extremely knowledgeable when it came to infection, of course. No one should have any fear of approaching him.
Of course... he really hoped that Mermaidflight would appear, they were practically best friends! But a part of them hoped... it could be something more. A single tear falls from his eye (sad), but its polite and nondramatic because he hates causing scenes!!