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September 5th, 2022, 12:10 PM
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p much gone
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Join Date: Feb 2022
Status: everything and nothing at once
Gender: he/him, they is ok as well but i prefer he/him
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Storm's Den(open)
> Storm <
Storm layed in his den, ever since he got exiled, things weren't the same. He had lost both of his children now, and he would likely never see his mate ever again. He really missed the comfort of his home in RiverClan. Now, he always felt empty inside, and he was never noticed. He was just a coward who was too weak to do anything, he had a sense of humor, but never made cats laugh. Basically he was just all alone, watching the other loners and rogues pass through was the only thing he ever did. It just didn't feel the same as an outsider anymore, he wanted to go back into his home, in RiverClan, it wasn't his fault he got exiled. It was his mates fault. She decided to make him talk to her sister and then a few warriors spotted what happened. He kept on trying to tell them that it wasn't his fault.
He wanted to run back to RiverClan and tell them that he didn't mean to get exiled in the first place, he just trusted his mate who turned out to be a traitor. Maybe he could have trusted Creamfrost? No. By the way, where was Creamfrost? He apparently really liked Dawnstar, the murderous ShadowClan leader that appeared in Storm's nightmares. Dawnstar was such a bad cat, and in case any of her family would appear near Storm, Storm would keep watch. Because he never trusted Dawnstar and anything she did. Because ShadowClan in general was bad, and Storm could agree. Maybe Creamfrost wouldn't agree, but Storm would agree. As he moved over to a different part of his den, he groaned, then fell asleep as he felt so tired after a day of lots of hunting and fighting.
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September 5th, 2022, 01:23 PM
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don't eat me
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Join Date: Jul 2022
Status: breaching the contract
Gender: dumpster puppet
Bump Policy: If I've failed to respond in a timely manner, please know that I'm trying very hard to be a person
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Re: Storm's Den(open)
Cody cowered beneath a tree, so scared he didn't notice the scent of another cat. A gash above his muzzle bled onto his nose, filling it with the acrid scent of his own blood. The kit had run. Run far away from his abusive mother. His abusive father. His abusive brother. A long scar ran across his side, and another rested just below his left eye. Cody's hazel tabby fur rustled in the wind, chilling him to the bone. @ .Stardust.
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