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Post by Falconfang on Jul 10, 2020 0:23:31 GMT -6
Globs of twig embedded mud clung to Falconfang's paws and he navigated the marshlands. As his calloused paws pulled away from the mug, they left deep embedded pawprints. There were a second pair of pawprints, this one belonging to a darker pelted male, his ex-apprentice.
"I hope we come across trespassers." Came Falconfang's deep voice, his yellow gaze briefly flicking over towards Ashblaze. Sharing some of his more sinister interests, the black tom was one of the few cats Falconfang respected in Riverclan.
The tabby would proudly attribute such darkness to his unique style of mentoring where he made sure to nourish this cruelty. He had taken the younger male under his wing not only as a tool to destroy Riverclan from the inside, but also as a foster son.
A Cheshire smile spread across the tom's mien as he spoke. "It would be nice to relieve some stress."
Ashblaze
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