[Mica]

Sparrowsnarl
RiverClan
he/him | 50 moons
[Heavily scarred, fluffy dark brown tabby with amber eyes]
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[Mistyshard - @starry ] [Dusklion - @tally ]
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"Yes," the tabby rumbled as he padded up to Mistyshard and Dusklion's sides, Duckshade draped across his back. The large tom seemingly had no issue carrying the fallen clanmate. "What you have achieved is no small feat, Dusklion. Celebrate that before you mourn the 'what-if's." His voice was quiet, and he wouldn't meet either of their gazes, but at least he was talking in full sentences to them. Perhaps he would become more comfortable as he worked with them. It wasn't as though he was trying to tell her what to do, but merely providing comfort and reassurance in the only way he knew how. He didn't know Mistyshard or Dusklion well, but he respected them both as warriors.