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Originally Posted by kailie

Silverleopard
ThunderClan Warrior
She/Her ; 29 Moons
Killer Aptitude T3 | Bilingual T3 | Lucky Duck T3 | Lyrebird’s Lullaby

Silverleopard emerged from the warriors’ den, her jaws parting in a wide yawn. She stretched each leg in turn, wondering what to do after her nap.

Just as she was going to head towards the prey pile to grab something to eat (she hadn’t eaten at all that day), the bengal spotted Flintclaw, ThunderClan’s new deputy, and realized that she had forgotten to congratulate him on his promotion.

Good forgotten, Silverleopard gently shouldered her way through the crowd of cats and made her way over to the tom. “Hiya there, Flintclaw. Congratulations on your promotion.”

[don’t underestimate the gal. she is physically bigger than flint (KA3) and knows how to speak other animal languages (bilingual t3) lmao]

[she can also mimic his voice if she wanted to :d]

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FLINTCLAW
Thunderclan Deputy | 23 moons | Massive, scarred dark tabby tom with pale blue eyes.
Killer Aptitude T1 | Just a scratch
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The dark tabby's head turned towards a greeting. Silverleopard. He vaguely remembered her from when they'd gone to Smallpines to rescue Mountaintalon. And, naturally, congratulations were in order. Even if he was a bit confused by the sudden promotion, he had no problem holding the title with pride. He knew the rank would not have been given lightly, and he still felt the need to prove himself.

Flintclaw lightly dipped his head to, acknowledging the congratulations. "Silverleopard," He greeted in return. "I haven't seen you much since the rescue in Smallpines. Did you need something?" He asked. He hadn't missed her sudden change of course walking out of the warrior's den. It really was as though as soon as he was spotted others flocked to him. Hopefully there was purpose behind this.

His mind did linger on Smallpines. Carrying Mountaintalon back to camp on his back. The first warning the otters had taken up residence was Batmist's call to arms. He still wished that he had been fit enough to go on the second battle patrol. It would've brought him great satisfaction to finally kill one of the giant river rats himself.