- Jun 7, 2022
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The past few moons living in RiverClan have not been easy for Clayfur. From encroaching on the territory of other cats, to kicking those cats out, to adjusting to the struggles of living along a river, to the threat of twolegs and the injuries of clanmates, this clan’s environment has been ruthless. The dark chocolate tabby isn’t sure how he’s remained sane after all this time—perhaps it has something to do with his family. His family is the reason he’d come here to begin with, and they are the reason he bucked up enough to learn to be a capable warrior and fit into the clan as a true river cat.
Clay and Beetle are spending some time together today, and Clayfur thinks this is the happiest he’s been in quite a while. His family means the world to him, especially his siblings. A few small beetles skitter around a flat rock that lies at the edge of camp, their shells glimmering many different colors beneath the sun. He turns to look at his sister, hazel eyes wide with mirth. "Look! This one actually kinda looks like you!" He points out a particularly ugly looking bug with a white-capped paw, grinning brightly.
// pls wait for @BEETLESONG
Clay and Beetle are spending some time together today, and Clayfur thinks this is the happiest he’s been in quite a while. His family means the world to him, especially his siblings. A few small beetles skitter around a flat rock that lies at the edge of camp, their shells glimmering many different colors beneath the sun. He turns to look at his sister, hazel eyes wide with mirth. "Look! This one actually kinda looks like you!" He points out a particularly ugly looking bug with a white-capped paw, grinning brightly.
// pls wait for @BEETLESONG
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