The future's in your paws. Shape it well.Roleplay in a cat Clan of warriors. Based off the Warriors series by Erin Hunter. Takes place in an AU before the cats in the books existed.
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Subject: At A Crossroads [c] Wed 6 Apr 2022 - 14:35
After encountering Beechfang in the territory with Dovefrost, his curiosity was ripe on the older, battle proven she-cat. She was quiet and reserved, and kept to the corners of the clan like him. A mysterious figure, yet present and one he has known his whole life. It was intriguing, and as Lionboar tried to figure himself out, he wanted to figure her out. He plucked at different ways the conversation would go before he approached her. It was a good chance she would shoo him away or ignore him. The feeling of rejection that would cause... But as Beechfang crossed his path on the way to the warrior den he decided to go for it.
"Beechfang, are you busy?" He called out respectfully, maintaining his seat a few tail-lengths from the entrance of the den. He didn't want to seem too eager
Subject: Re: At A Crossroads [c] Wed 6 Apr 2022 - 17:34
Beechfang had exited the warrior den, eyes on the camp entrance. Dark forest cats would join her, of that she had no doubt, but getting out of camp would be good. She'd been keeping to herself more than usual lately, and she knew it perhaps wasn't the best thing to do, hadn't she tried to keep Smokefeather from doing that for the longest time? Yet she couldn't seem to help it now. Not really focusing on who was in front of her, she jumped slightly at a tom's voice, turning her head to glance at the younger warrior. "Sorry, Lionboar, right?"
"Not really, no." She huffed out, rising to her paws. "What did you want?"
