[Mica]

Mistlewhisker
ShadowClan Deputy
she/her | 51 moons
[Large black cat with a half white muzzle and a pale green eye]
Purrks: Killer Aptitude T3, Shadow Fiend, Mind Reader
Header by @/redshiftreign
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ The Chariot ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
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[Hawkbite - @SuspiciousMindz ]
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Little missed the watchful eye of the ShadowClan Deputy, so when Hawkbite emerged from the Leader's den with a scrap of fur in his mouth and a glare in his eyes, she was swift to join him as he left camp. Frustration radiated off his pelt, and if his short explanation was any indication... "She didn't turn the child away, did she?" She meowed, looking over her shoulder at the Leader's den. Dawnstar of course had the right to refuse anyone from their clan, but a kit? Newleaf was here, and prey had emerged from their hiding places. It wasn't a matter of not enough food, though it could be due to not wanting to strain Nightshiver more than she already was.

Mistlewhisker padded along her mate as he made his way to the Twolegplace, lost in thought. She tried not to look too hard at the kitten, lest her ridiculous bleeding heart twinge at the sight of something so small and fragile, something with so much potential, out in the wild. But the cold, seasoned warrior that Mistlewhisker was knew that this was simply the way of things, and it was not up to her nor Hawkbite to question it.

[*rubbing my hands together like an evil fly*]