SO WITH THIS BLADE TURNED TO SCYTHE, I RID A MIRACLE-
SLICE YOUR HEART, AND CALLUS YOUR LOVE
SLICE YOUR HEART, AND CALLUS YOUR LOVE
Echokit
, He/Him / 4 moons / Thunderclan - Kit
Long hair chocolate point cinnamon tortie with low white and vitiligo, has ice coloured eyes
Younger Sibling to
A closed off and angry individual, not very talkative but generally snarky, jealous of those who are truly happy
Tagging
[ @Thornkit ]
Echokit had been observing the Thunderclan camp a lot more lately, he took note of routines as well as various training sessions for the apprentices that occurred within the camp's boundary. It would be only about another moon or so until he was more readily allowed to leave the camp as an apprentice. Did he hope for anyone in particular to be his mentor? Hard to say. He figured it was more likely that he would be forgotten entirely. Still, he otherwise knew who he didn't want to be his mentor at least. There were a few cats that came to mind in that regard but none stuck out more than his older sister... Not that he'd be assigned Gracepaw immediately after her graduation into being a Warrior. Truthfully Echokit was certain she would fail her assessment. In his eyes it was more likely that he might be a Warrior before her. Now that- that would be hilarious to him.
He was alone with his thoughts, content. Or he was, until he noticed Thornkit approaching.
He was alone with his thoughts, content. Or he was, until he noticed Thornkit approaching.
"Oh. Ew. What do you want?"
Of course, charming, as ever.
YOU PESTS WERE GIFTED FREE MINDS, BUT NO...
IT WAS NEVER ENOUGH
IT WAS NEVER ENOUGH