[Sage]

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i love you so much! thank you for making this, i need this in my life!


Name: Finkit Finpaw Fin--
Role Desired:
The Joker (Richie Tozier)
Appearance:
here here
Roleplay Sample:

Sagewhisker padded along the worn path beneath her paws. She sighed and then looked up at the sky above. The molly smiled as she listened to the sound of birds singing in the trees up above her. Sagewhisker loved birds. The way they moved, they were....angelic. She loved nature and the way it flooded overwhelmed her. Sagewhisker took in a deep breath and then let it out, taking in everything around her. Her eyes flashed all around the attractive scenery. Skipping over to an alluring bush of lilies, she inhaled deeply. Taking in the sweet scent of the flower she thought of one word...helpless. That was how she always felt around Obsidiansky. There was so much drama between the two best friends. She loved Obsidiansky. More than words could ever describe. Although...he could never feel for her as much as she felt for him.

Sagewhisker would never doubt the dark furred tom but...he just could not feel that way for her. Sagewhisker had known Obsidiansky for most of her life and...he seemed to be the only cat that was always by her side. She trusted him with her life, as he trusted her with his but....he just could not feel the same for her as she felt for him. At least not in Sagewhisker mind. The ginger patched molly clenched her teeth and squeezed her eyes closed, her head clouded with dark thoughts. Sagewhisker had always tried to be a positive cat, but in this situations she just.....could not.Sagewhisker stood back up, not realizing she had collapsed to the ground beneath her. She sighed heavily, then let the breath bleed out from her...slowly. Sagewhisker stretched her paws out in front of her and shook her head violently. Her paws began moving.....and she let them. She did not care anymore, not where she went, not what would happen to her, just......she did not care. After traveling for what she felt like hours, she stopped when a very familiar scent reached her nose. Obsidiansky. No. Not right now. I-I can not. Not right now. Everything around the molly was spinning. Sagewhisker ducked into a bush on instinct. What am I doing?