Creekstep He/him a calico tom, half blind green eyes, loves nature, introverted, and very good at socializing
as the tom was walking in the woods he felt the breeze in his pelt *its a little too quiet* he thought, every time he got one moment of silence it was always ruined by some sort of drama, almost like starclan hated his peace- and maybe his guts. other than that he hoped he could just be alone for one second, just enough to breath in the air
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