Milkpaw (he/him)
Creamy-white fluffy fur and green eyes. Chonky face!
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Nothing was making sense right now for Milkpaw. He had always cherished the Warrior Code, the certainty of knowing where their home boundaries lay and that no other cat would trespass them. And certainly not... Cats who no one knew.
Rogues. They are not warriors... we can't predict anything about them. And yet... He glanced at Twilightstar, bewildered by his half decision. The leader had decided to sent a patrol to make every part happy, but he knew that she would've just approved for their presence.
Why do they think they'll just stay there? No prey, no shelter... Milkpaw thought that was the dumbest thing ever. If they couldn't find prey there, they would somewhere else.
Suddenly the apprentice knew that the clan would soon have to confront itself with a bunch of strangers.
And I can't even fight. How will I even protect Quietkit? He needed his mentor's support.
Please, let her think the same way! He glanced around hurriedly, looking for the familiar brown pelt.
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SplashyLumi