HE/HIM
42 MOONS
WINDCLAN MOOR-RUNNER
SPEECH | THOUGHTS | SPRIGHTLY | PHYSICAL
PENNED BY PLOT
Ripplemist had tried the name of the pretty newcomer on his tongue a few times before gaining any sort of intention of greeting her properly. It wouldn't do to instantly ignore her new name and call her 'Harvest', now would it?
Harvestseeker. Well, much like many of the WindClan names, it sure was a mouthful, but it had a real nice sound to it.
He padded up to her, a fresh rabbit in his jaws, and set it down before her prior to sitting. The tom placed a paw over his chest and smiled.
"Harvestseeker!" he mewed. "Congrats on the new name, we're glad to have you here in WindClan with us!" He motioned to the rabbit before placing his paw back onto the ground.
"I was wondering if you'd like to join me for a meal? And maybe a little run after if you're feeling it? Might be helpful to learn some of the new territory since you're staying with us!"
Harvestseeker. Well, much like many of the WindClan names, it sure was a mouthful, but it had a real nice sound to it.
He padded up to her, a fresh rabbit in his jaws, and set it down before her prior to sitting. The tom placed a paw over his chest and smiled.
"Harvestseeker!" he mewed. "Congrats on the new name, we're glad to have you here in WindClan with us!" He motioned to the rabbit before placing his paw back onto the ground.
"I was wondering if you'd like to join me for a meal? And maybe a little run after if you're feeling it? Might be helpful to learn some of the new territory since you're staying with us!"
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