
February 13th, 2025, 12:34 AM
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watermeon
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Join Date: Mar 2018
Status: death by college
Gender: genderfluid [he/she]
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Re: Spirit’s Rest
Silt twitched an ear as an unfamiliar and rather loud face made himself known. He cast a glance to the other supposed slackers and shrugged - at least he wasn't alone. The admonishments were fair but they meant little to him, truly. If they wanted to kick him out so be it, but he doubted this... fellow had the authority to do so. If anyone else had a problem they could say so.
"You're new," he observed blandly. Apparently quite new, judging off of Snowleopard's own response. It didn't mean much aside from the fact that Silt didn't know new cats could become wardens, but it was vaguely interesting. "I had personal business. Didn't know that was anyone else's concern, but I'm here now. Chase me out if you'd like, but I'm not sure this is the appropriate time for that scuffle."
Unfortunately his unofficial hiatus had not been as fruitful as he hoped. Though now that he was back amongst the wardens he wondered if he could have gotten clearer answers here than wandering off on his own, since apparently a whole lot of crap had gone down. A bit funny how for all his complaining of how boring StarClan was, all the interesting stuff seemed to happen when he wasn't there to witness it.
@Rani
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Last edited by beau; February 13th, 2025 at 08:28 AM.
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