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True, lol. Now before we get too off-topic, I should ask-- Would you guys mind if I made a few more OCs not necessarily in Emberclan? We can't have all the action happening to the same group of cats.
That is what you call a hilariously awesome way to bend the rules. I applaud you, Sprinkle. Don't know how exactly you would handle almost an entire clan of cats, but still.
Ah, thanks for clearing that up. Here's my character then.
Name: Fallbreeze
Age: 12 moons
Clan: Emberclan
Rank: Warrior
Appearance: Her shaggy fur is in a tortoiseshell pattern, orange patches covering the right side of her face, her left foreleg, and the top half of her tail. The rest of her...
I'll give you my form soon, but... would you mind clarifying those last two categories for me? Sorry, I haven't been in a warriors roleplay for a while and besides the abbreviations seem like they could mean different things. (Like M standing for mentor or mate)
"I'm Harry. Harry... Logan... Johansen. And my teacher is... darn, I think I forgot her name. I'd better go to the office! See ya!" The Pansage half-smiled as if the conversation between them held some sort of joke, taking a risky chance to dart past Malamar in what he hoped was the right direction.
The anxious grin was now frozen on Minty's face; his mind was racing frantically but going nowhere in desperation. "U-um..." He stammered and took a step back before recalling the teacher could stop him, or at least hurt him badly if he tried to run. "I forgot it...?" Minty chuckled, the smile...
Minty visibly flinched before halting, wondering if the Malamar would slam him into the wall. He turned abruptly, faking his best cheerful look with a confident grin on his face, though his eyes were narrowed in anticipation and his tail held rigid. "Yes, sir?"
Woah. Minty thought, admiring the teacher's attitude towards the Servine before his instincts started nagging him to bolt. In hindsight, he knew staying away from a commotion would have been better and inwardly cursed his curiosity. Instead of actually trying to sprint for freedom like the other...
That morning, after being woken up and conversing with another one of his associates, Minty stalked off towards the school in hopes of getting some free food. Upon arrival at the door, he stuffed his red bandana into a pouch of his backpack and dusted some of the dirt off his clothing before...
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