*takes place before the Gathering!
Prompt 92: attempt to befriend a WindClan cat
Prompt 92: attempt to befriend a WindClan cat
BRINDLEFEATHER
may your love never end...
It begins as another one of his late afternoon strolls, searching ThunderClan's territory for trinkets and shiny things. Birds sing overhead and a slight breeze picks up through the forest, rustling the leaves and branches of the trees.
Today leads him away from the heart of the territory, however - it's not until the trees begin to thin out that he notices he's nearing the Fourtrees border. Ah, well - he's come this far, might as well walk all the way over and see what he can find…
Humming to himself, he paces ever closer to the giant clearing where the Gatherings take place. It looks eerily empty without any cats in it… poking around a bit, Brindlefeather gasps excitedly when he finds a pretty rock, scooping it up in his jaws to take it with him. But before he can take another step, his ears swivel at the sudden sound of movement.
Looking in the direction of the WindClan border, Brindlefeather makes out what must be another cat. Curious, he steps closer, taking care to stay on his side of the border as he calls out:
"Hello there! Is that a WindClanner I see?" He smiles warmly, sitting down with his tail curling softly over his paws. "What a pleasant surprise - I didn't expect to see anycat else this close to Fourtrees!"
Today leads him away from the heart of the territory, however - it's not until the trees begin to thin out that he notices he's nearing the Fourtrees border. Ah, well - he's come this far, might as well walk all the way over and see what he can find…
Humming to himself, he paces ever closer to the giant clearing where the Gatherings take place. It looks eerily empty without any cats in it… poking around a bit, Brindlefeather gasps excitedly when he finds a pretty rock, scooping it up in his jaws to take it with him. But before he can take another step, his ears swivel at the sudden sound of movement.
Looking in the direction of the WindClan border, Brindlefeather makes out what must be another cat. Curious, he steps closer, taking care to stay on his side of the border as he calls out:
"Hello there! Is that a WindClanner I see?" He smiles warmly, sitting down with his tail curling softly over his paws. "What a pleasant surprise - I didn't expect to see anycat else this close to Fourtrees!"
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OOC: tagging @Meadowpaw !
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KEY:
"speech" | thoughts
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BRINDLEFEATHER is an orange-and-white tom mottled with brown stripes. His fur is medium-length and his eyes are dark brown.
Brindlefeather is known mostly for his outgoing and compassionate personality. He tries to see the good in everything and everyone, and he does his best to be on good terms with every cat he speaks to.
Although he's a forager, Brindlefeather will sometimes try to catch some fresh-kill for the Clan if he sees it's running low - even though he's not super great at it. He will also often offer to share his fresh-kill with anycat who looks like they want or need it.
Believing that violence is never the answer, he has sworn off of any kind of fighting unless absolutely necessary - and even then, he'll do what he can to de-escalate the situation. He hates seeing anyone get hurt, especially when it could have been prevented by talking things out.