- Oct 17, 2022
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MAYBE I'D BE A SAINT IF I WEREN'T ————————————
”Things have been quiet on Windclan’s side, have they not?”
Snakeblink’s musing is directed at no one in particular; his eyes set on the other side of the border rather than any of his clanmates. He doesn’t like that silence coming from the warmongering clan; doesn’t trust the false sense of security from Sootstar’s absence from the Gathering and her warriors’ absence from borders.
That you cannot see Windclan doesn’t mean they aren’t around — it only means you can’t keep an eye on them.
”Let us be quick,” he says, turning his head to glance at his patrol. ”Stay alert, and speak up if you see anything out of the ordinary. I do not trust this calm.”
Snakeblink’s musing is directed at no one in particular; his eyes set on the other side of the border rather than any of his clanmates. He doesn’t like that silence coming from the warmongering clan; doesn’t trust the false sense of security from Sootstar’s absence from the Gathering and her warriors’ absence from borders.
That you cannot see Windclan doesn’t mean they aren’t around — it only means you can’t keep an eye on them.
”Let us be quick,” he says, turning his head to glance at his patrol. ”Stay alert, and speak up if you see anything out of the ordinary. I do not trust this calm.”
——————————————————————————————————— so god damn lonely
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@CARP-PAW , @willowroot & @ROBINPAW , @Lakemoon . & @BRISTLEPAW , @CRASHINGTIDE
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— Snakeblink • he / him. 48 ☾, riverclan warrior
— a sleek, skinny tabby with long ears and a scar over his right eye.
— gay, not actually evil, penned by @Kangoo