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SOOTSTAR |
The moon was now tucked underneath the earth’s blanket, Scorchstreak her patrol had been gone officially for a single night. Sootstar imagines they’d have to be past the moonstone by now, their paws treading land unknown. She walks into the clearing, the grass beneath her paws wet with dew as she observes how much her clan has shrunk. Usually mornings were filled with loud yawns and quiet chatter, but all was silent. The rest of the clan appeared equally as lost as her. Sitting down next to the fresh-kill pile she paws out the cold, left over hindquarters of a rabbit. Before taking a bite she reminices to any who would listen, ”I’ve not seen the clan this small since when I led us from the marshland into the hills.” Something not many were likely to remember, most had not been apart of the clan yet- let alone born for it! The thought makes her feel old, did flecks of white begin to pain her muzzle? |
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Soot․ Sootstar
» WindClan Leader
» She/her ․ Mate to Weaselclaw
» Tiny blue smoke she-cat with green eyes.
» "Speech" ․ thoughts ․ attack
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» Excels in quick, short moves.
» Fights to kill and maim
» Fatal attack of choice is an underbelly dive.
» May powerplay minor harm. Can powerplay healing