[iliri]

Bitterhive
colossal, long-furred dark smoke braided tabby with deep golden-yellow eyes
purrks: n/a
she/her | rc warrior | 56 moons

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This piece of prey was far heavier than she had originally expected. Bitterhive’s jaws remained clutched around the piece of prey that she had hunted while out in the territory, the fur around her legs still slick from the water splashing onto her chest. The dark molly had swerved her way through the camp entrance and departed her way towards the leader’s den, stopping in front of it to observe the den before making any movements. It should’ve been a good thing that she hadn’t gone over to the leader’s den yet to speak with the leader personally, but then again, she hadn’t truly decided to look at the den for a closer inspection herself. Not that it mattered, but curiosity decided to waft its way into her system and she wanted to momentarily observe before deciding to make any abrupt movements. Pupils narrowing and feathered tail lashing, the smoke braided tabby placed the deceased fish in front of the den and swiped her tongue across her teeth to clear away stray scales that clung to her canids. “Owlstar,” she called, her tone carrying it’s usual notable bluntness as she stared ahead into the den. “I wish to speak with you for a moment about some things I have in mind, if you have the time.”

@Marigoldwhisper [owo. also, ignore how short it is, mb SOB]