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Hey guys, I was wanting to find a mate for my tom, Heatstroke. He is heterosexual. Here is his bio: / HEATSTROKE male | single | brown and dark brown striped medium-haired pelt with orange eyes "A stare that says a thousand words." Within the confines of EarthClan's borders, lies it's most silent warrior - Heatstroke. Those that know him the best hardly share but a few words with him. His eyes and body language mostly speak for themselves, along with a few grunts and nods. When he does speak, words seem to flow together seamlessly: motivating others, giving commands, and taking the lead. The eldest of three, Heatstroke always had a leadership quality about him. He outgrew his litter mates faster than most, and started training to be a warrior early. In most tense situations, others looked at him to strike first. Personally, he disliked this responsibility; but after a tragic event causing him to lose his entire family, he knew that others needed to be led. Now, as EarthClan's most loyal warrior, he works every day to be the best he can be, constantly thinking of his family and how he could have done better. Reply if you're interested in becoming his mate, or wanting to simply roleplay!
/ HEATSTROKE SETTING: forest + TIME: midday
The brown tom pushed his wide shoulders through the undergrowth in search of a heartbeat. Whether it be prey, another cat, anything.. he had been cooped-up in camp for far too long. He knew it to be dangerous to walk alone, but he needed the space.
( I have a she-cat that can fling or plot w him (: )
Ocean blue eyes blinked as she heard someone coming towards her direction. Springmeadow was lounging out in the branches of a tree a ways away from EarthClan camp. She enjoyed coming out and seemingly getting herself closer to nature with her little walks and naps. As the scent and sounds of a passerby grew ever closer, the Bengals head began to move towards the stranger. Oh, a clanmate? Nice. Okay. Maybe she can actually socialize for once with her new friends rather than just stand awkwardly on the sides.
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