{$title} After four days, Torrentpaw has returned to Riverclan.
- TORRENTPAW -
Not some average bones, I believe in love!
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Four fish swung from Torrentpaw's muzzle, their tails clamped between his teeth. It was nothing near an apology, but the guilt and shame that tore at his heart clawed deep. He had reached Riverclan territory, and as he neared the camp's entrance, remorse washed over him stronger than it ever had. How could he have left his home, which they had built throughout love and hardship, over his own selfish desire for answers?
Stopping at the stream that surrounded their camp, Torrentpaw froze. His body swayed forward every other moment, trying to force himself to cross and push himself through the tall reeds. He didn't expect to be met with excitement–any anger his clanmates had for him was justified. Pineheart was sure to have a punishment in store for him, and Torrentpaw knew he had no other choice but to accept what he deserved.
Exhaling slowly, the young tom crossed the stream and padded through the reeds, his eyes darting around camp before they fixed onto the freshkill pile. The day seemed to be going on as usual, with patrols gathering and leaving routinely. Torrentpaw's tail rested low above the ground, his ears growing flatter against his skull the closer he got to the freshkill pile. Heart racing, he set his catch onto the pile along with the other pieces of prey.
Stopping at the stream that surrounded their camp, Torrentpaw froze. His body swayed forward every other moment, trying to force himself to cross and push himself through the tall reeds. He didn't expect to be met with excitement–any anger his clanmates had for him was justified. Pineheart was sure to have a punishment in store for him, and Torrentpaw knew he had no other choice but to accept what he deserved.
Exhaling slowly, the young tom crossed the stream and padded through the reeds, his eyes darting around camp before they fixed onto the freshkill pile. The day seemed to be going on as usual, with patrols gathering and leaving routinely. Torrentpaw's tail rested low above the ground, his ears growing flatter against his skull the closer he got to the freshkill pile. Heart racing, he set his catch onto the pile along with the other pieces of prey.
You can't change me
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You can't hide me
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⟡ OOC -please wait for Pineheart to reply first. takes place after this thread. The date is mid July.
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TORRENTPAW He/Him | Riverclan Apprentice
⟡ A rosetted charcoal bengal with a sturdy build and thick, short fur. Torrentpaw is usually seen with a determined smile and always stands tall.
⟡ "speech" // thoughts
⟡ penned by arsynne on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
