{$title} takes place may 31st at moonhigh
- TORRENTPAW -
Not some average bones, I believe in love!
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The young tom's paws swiftly jumped across stones as the river lapped at their edges, moonlight reflecting in the river as it lay overhead. A mix of excitement, nervousness, and adrenaline fizzed in his paws as he reached the other side of the river, his eyes set on Fourtrees as he neared the location where he had first met Stoatpaw.
Despite his excitement, Pineheart's wary words still echoed in his head. He needed to be sharp, for both his and Stoatpaw's safety. If anycat had followed her, who knows what misfortune it could mean for the two clans. Though despite the risks, Stoatpaw's trust in him would not be taken for granted, and he planned to return that trust in her tenfold.
Continuing to sprint the remainder of the way, Torrentpaw eventually slowed to a halt as he pushed through undergrowth and into a clearing, his eyes travelling up the trunk of the great tree before him. He scented the air, padding briskly around the clearing as his gaze travelled the area in search of a familiar white pelt. No other scent had yet touched his nose, as the tom slowed on his paws to glance over the clearing where he stood.
"Stoatpaw?" Torrentpaw called hopefully, his tone soft as his tail swayed behind him in anticipation, ears swivelling to catch any sound of movement.

Despite his excitement, Pineheart's wary words still echoed in his head. He needed to be sharp, for both his and Stoatpaw's safety. If anycat had followed her, who knows what misfortune it could mean for the two clans. Though despite the risks, Stoatpaw's trust in him would not be taken for granted, and he planned to return that trust in her tenfold.
Continuing to sprint the remainder of the way, Torrentpaw eventually slowed to a halt as he pushed through undergrowth and into a clearing, his eyes travelling up the trunk of the great tree before him. He scented the air, padding briskly around the clearing as his gaze travelled the area in search of a familiar white pelt. No other scent had yet touched his nose, as the tom slowed on his paws to glance over the clearing where he stood.
"Stoatpaw?" Torrentpaw called hopefully, his tone soft as his tail swayed behind him in anticipation, ears swivelling to catch any sound of movement.
You can't change me
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You can't hide me
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Torrentpaw He/Him | Riverclan Apprentice
⟡"speech" - text - thoughts
⟡Mentored by Pineheart
⟡A rosetted charcoal Bengal.
⟡Has a sturdy build with a large head and paws, and short thick fur.
⟡Holds a zealous and determined demeanor.
⟡Usually seen with Squid
