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Warden of Primal Instinct ♦ High Priest of BrookClan ♦ MedCat of WaterClan
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Post by Primordialhaze on Nov 18, 2018 14:52:44 GMT -5
Leatherstar shook the bits of ice from his pelt and trotted into the fortified camp of WinterClan. The clouds above his head swirled with a pending storm and the wind tussled his pelt. "How are we doing on filling the holes in the dens?" he asked to the camp and no cat in particular. The chief turned to inspect one of the entrances to the thanes den.
Post by MorteAutumnal on Nov 19, 2018 9:31:09 GMT -5
"By the will of Valhalla, it's going better than expected Leatherstar." Cedarneedle's deep rumbling reply came from inside the den before he emerged. The Prison Guard was keen to helping out while he wasnt guardint the prison.
"They are doing a great job even without me cracking the whip. Cedarneedle has handled that part nicely." Dyinglight's voice came from behind Leatherstar. She was a new mother but that didn't stop her from coming out of the nursery for a check up.
Warden of Primal Instinct ♦ High Priest of BrookClan ♦ MedCat of WaterClan
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Post by Primordialhaze on Nov 23, 2018 1:29:17 GMT -5
The rumble that escaped his maw was deep and resounding as the chief laughed at his deputies response. "I do hope our kin don't need a whip to motivate them" he grinned back at Cedarneedle as if in a playful taunt.
"And should you really be walking about?" he said turning his attention back to his deputy. "You have kit to keep from getting their little tails frost bitten!"
Post by MorteAutumnal on Nov 23, 2018 12:51:42 GMT -5
She sighed. "Actually Hella has been a wonderful help. I ratger enjoy her company in nursery even if the other queens give her a wide berth...or a death glare. Has you mate got it out for the ex rouge?" she flicked his shoulder with her tail jokingly. Everyone knew Echodrop was very set in her ways. This included giving half clanners the cold shoulder.
Warden of Primal Instinct ♦ High Priest of BrookClan ♦ MedCat of WaterClan
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Post by Primordialhaze on Nov 23, 2018 15:31:14 GMT -5
He sighed at the long suffering relationship between himself and his fiercely jealous mate. "I suppose she still holds ill will towards Hella but she had given in a bit." he smiled softly. "I hope they can one day approve of one another."
Post by MorteAutumnal on Nov 24, 2018 9:54:28 GMT -5
"They're yours aren't they?....Not Spottednettle's." Dyinglight could understand half of Leatherstar's problem. Only half. The other part was he had too many of the same problems. So he tended to confuse her a lot. Eitherway she still trusted her Chief with her life. "Not that I judge you. Or blame you. Hella is a character. But that Kilaueakit...and Goldenkit...they look a little...not like Spottednettle." She mused giving her Chief a light and teasing scolding glare. She had her own similar problem, there could never be ill will between her and Leatherstar because of his affaira.
