*~~Whispers of Nature ~~ A Warriors-Based Roleplay~~* Closed!

Name: Leaf the Grows on Tree
Nickname: Tree
Gender: F
Rank: Hunter
Age: 24 moons
Mate/crush: None (open)
Mother: None
Father: None
Siblings: None
Kits: None
Mentor (past or present): N/A
Apprentice (past or present): None (Open)
Personality: Strong willed and quick to make a comeback, she has an argumentative lawyer like spirit. She really just wants the best and doesn't want any more cats to be forced into her spot. She got stuck as an adopted kit and felt unloved which developed her spirit.
Physical Description: Lither, thin brown she-cat with orange eyes. Her face is perfectly triangled and her fur is short but neat and clean. She has the occasional darker brown spot and long legs. Her paws are small and her ears are set high on her head.
 
Name: Leaf the Grows on Tree
Nickname: Tree
Gender: F
Rank: Hunter
Age: 24 moons
Mate/crush: None (open)
Mother: None
Father: None
Siblings: None
Kits: None
Mentor (past or present): N/A
Apprentice (past or present): None (Open)
Personality: Strong willed and quick to make a comeback, she has an argumentative lawyer like spirit. She really just wants the best and doesn't want any more cats to be forced into her spot. She got stuck as an adopted kit and felt unloved which developed her spirit.
Physical Description: Lither, thin brown she-cat with orange eyes. Her face is perfectly triangled and her fur is short but neat and clean. She has the occasional darker brown spot and long legs. Her paws are small and her ears are set high on her head.
accepted
 
"Moon! Can you go with this hunting patrol? They need to be defended if the rogues attack." Petal cocked her head and saw that she was with Leopard, "Leopard would you mind going also? It's only hours after the fight, vengeful rogues may be out there."
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"Hey, can I go? I'm the best fisher around!" Frog exclaimed. He had licked all the mud out of the pelt, though it was still matted.
 
“I haven’t seen her or Sand in a while. I’ll have to investigate...”
worry edges Heron’s voice.
Ice bit her lip. Losing Cherry again! It was like she was a cat from the Tribe of Fallen Stars, wandering the world but never to linger long enough.
"I'm going to lose her again, aren't I, son?"
 

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