Fogpelt, a grayish tom, is wandering around the camp, specifically the nursery. He's watching the kits with a wistful look on his face.
Mythclaw runs up to Fogpelt (this is the first time any cat has seen him run in 82 moons), an exasperated look on his face and a piece of bark in his mouth.
Fogpelt turns to Mythclaw. "Mythclaw, are you okay? What's wrong?"
“The stars! They’re wrong!”
Mythclaw spits out the bark and gestures to the straight lines and right angles carved into it.
”These angles! They fortell of an evil presence! It must be Lightfang!”
Fogpelt glances at him skeptically. "Lightfang?"
Mythclaw gulps, “My…my brother. Remember? The pigs?”
"...What."
Mythclaw sighs deeply, “You must’ve been but a kit then, you don’t know how I got my name?”
"Uhhhhhhh... no. My apologies Mythclaw, I don't think I have time for this." He lies. He's clearly lying. All he's doing is watching the kits.
Fogpelt, a grayish tom, is wandering around the camp, specifically the nursery. He's watching the kits with a wistful look on his face.
Mythclaw runs up to Fogpelt (this is the first time any cat has seen him run in 82 moons), an exasperated look on his face and a piece of bark in his mouth.
Fogpelt turns to Mythclaw. "Mythclaw, are you okay? What's wrong?"
“The stars! They’re wrong!”
Mythclaw spits out the bark and gestures to the straight lines and right angles carved into it.
”These angles! They fortell of an evil presence! It must be Lightfang!”
Fogpelt glances at him skeptically. "Lightfang?"
Mythclaw gulps, “My…my brother. Remember? The pigs?”
"...What."
Mythclaw sighs deeply, “You must’ve been but a kit then, you don’t know how I got my name?”
"Uhhhhhhh... no. My apologies Mythclaw, I don't think I have time for this." He lies. He's clearly lying. All he's doing is watching the kits.
Mythclaw squints, “There is more important things that I have to say than you watching the kits, Fogpelt. I was betrayed by my brother back in my warrior days, left to die at the hands of 3 feral hogs. I barely escaped with my life!” He’s practically snarling now, “So if you won’t pick your (bleep) up and listen to what I have to say, than the blood of these kits you claim to watch over will be on YOUR paws.”
Fogpelt, a grayish tom, is wandering around the camp, specifically the nursery. He's watching the kits with a wistful look on his face.
Mythclaw runs up to Fogpelt (this is the first time any cat has seen him run in 82 moons), an exasperated look on his face and a piece of bark in his mouth.
Fogpelt turns to Mythclaw. "Mythclaw, are you okay? What's wrong?"
“The stars! They’re wrong!”
Mythclaw spits out the bark and gestures to the straight lines and right angles carved into it.
”These angles! They fortell of an evil presence! It must be Lightfang!”
Fogpelt glances at him skeptically. "Lightfang?"
Mythclaw gulps, “My…my brother. Remember? The pigs?”
"...What."
Mythclaw sighs deeply, “You must’ve been but a kit then, you don’t know how I got my name?”
"Uhhhhhhh... no. My apologies Mythclaw, I don't think I have time for this." He lies. He's clearly lying. All he's doing is watching the kits.
Mythclaw squints, “There is more important things that I have to say than you watching the kits, Fogpelt. I was betrayed by my brother back in my warrior days, left to die at the hands of 3 feral hogs. I barely escaped with my life!” He’s practically snarling now, “So if you won’t pick your (bleep) up and listen to what I have to say, than the blood of these kits you claim to watch over will be on YOUR paws.”
Fogpelt, a grayish tom, is wandering around the camp, specifically the nursery. He's watching the kits with a wistful look on his face.
Mythclaw runs up to Fogpelt (this is the first time any cat has seen him run in 82 moons), an exasperated look on his face and a piece of bark in his mouth.
Fogpelt turns to Mythclaw. "Mythclaw, are you okay? What's wrong?"
“The stars! They’re wrong!”
Mythclaw spits out the bark and gestures to the straight lines and right angles carved into it.
”These angles! They fortell of an evil presence! It must be Lightfang!”
Fogpelt glances at him skeptically. "Lightfang?"
Mythclaw gulps, “My…my brother. Remember? The pigs?”
"...What."
Mythclaw sighs deeply, “You must’ve been but a kit then, you don’t know how I got my name?”
"Uhhhhhhh... no. My apologies Mythclaw, I don't think I have time for this." He lies. He's clearly lying. All he's doing is watching the kits.
Mythclaw squints, “There is more important things that I have to say than you watching the kits, Fogpelt. I was betrayed by my brother back in my warrior days, left to die at the hands of 3 feral hogs. I barely escaped with my life!” He’s practically snarling now, “So if you won’t pick your (bleep) up and listen to what I have to say, than the blood of these kits you claim to watch over will be on YOUR paws.”
Fogpelt rolls his eyes. "Okay. Tell me more."
Mythclaw coughs, and begins, “Lightfang has most likely gathered a group of rogues and is seeking vengeance on me…for the…for the worms.”
”We have to triple our current patrols, train our kits in basic self-defense, prepare a stockpile of medicines.”
"Uhhhhhhh... no. My apologies Mythclaw, I don't think I have time for this." He lies. He's clearly lying. All he's doing is watching the kits.
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Mythclaw squints, “There is more important things that I have to say than you watching the kits, Fogpelt. I was betrayed by my brother back in my warrior days, left to die at the hands of 3 feral hogs. I barely escaped with my life!” He’s practically snarling now, “So if you won’t pick your (bleep) up and listen to what I have to say, than the blood of these kits you claim to watch over will be on YOUR paws.”
…and his brother loved worms. AVACADO
Fogpelt rolls his eyes. "Okay. Tell me more."
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Mythclaw coughs, and begins, “Lightfang has most likely gathered a group of rogues and is seeking vengeance on me…for the…for the worms.”
”We have to triple our current patrols, train our kits in basic self-defense, prepare a stockpile of medicines.”
…and his brother loved worms. AVACADO
*on the other side was a large, fenced in garden with seeminly every herb know to cat*
call me chara, or charas acomplice
Currently in jeff the Evil Roomba cult, and cult of the party wizard i am a knight of craftmancy and fancy folkith of the inland pirate kingdom
PM me the word AVACADO
grab whatcha need, the twoleg here doesnt notice (this will be for after tara responds, just setting it up in case im not there)
call me chara, or charas acomplice
Currently in jeff the Evil Roomba cult, and cult of the party wizard i am a knight of craftmancy and fancy folkith of the inland pirate kingdom
PM me the word AVACADO