[Neptune.]

Hollowpaw
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176/200
11 moons || he/him || ThC medicine cat apprentice || Silk Spinner, Dream Walker, HkT1
brown, masked classic tabby w/ low white; titanite eyes

What a novel concept, clan meetings, Hollowpaw was starting to convinvce himself that ThunderClan didn't do those anymore! ...kidding. Sort of. How long had it been since the last meeting? The fact he even has to ask that question is enough to say that Hollowpaw either sucks at paying attention or that ThunderClan sucks at having meetings. Either or.

Still, the medicine apprentice approaches the growing crowd and finds himself a spot among them, sitting next to Risingstorm deliberately. Does he like torturing himself sitting next to a cat he's not particularly fond of? Not really! But the idea that his presence alone might piss the hornet off is enough motivation for the young tom. He doesn't say anything as his long tail curls over his paws, doesn't spare a single glance either, he simply sits.

Oh, ew, affection. Milkbee shows up and Hollowpaw pulls a face at her display with the older tom.

[ @Spider || @Star || hiiiiiiiiiii smiles so cute and innocent at you ]