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Originally Posted by korok
◢◣ RAGGEDEAR | HE/HIM ◢◣
fluffy, russet tom with yellow eyes, torn left ear, & black paw tips
header by @/burntToast
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Raggedear yawned and stretched as he slid from the warrior's den, pausing to use his hind paw to scratch behind his torn ear. "What to do? What to do?" The Hornet hummed to himself. he could go for a hunt. 'By the WindClan border.' He grimaced at his own thought. Why would he want to do that? No particular she-ca- I mean, reason.
He should do something useful- he's been slacking a bit in his mind. He was slowly starting to feel more like himself. Shame would forever linger, he felt. But what's done is done. Hmm...now what poor soul would be his target for a good teasin'?
( OPEN !! )
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the head hornet was awfully tired and needed to do something or talk to someone and who else is better then a fellow hornet. Risingstorm stretched and padded over to the tom
hello raggedear he greeted with a chirp
hows things been going for ya? he asked with a smile