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Warden of Primal Instinct ♦ High Priest of BrookClan ♦ MedCat of WaterClan
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Post by Primordialhaze on Jan 11, 2019 1:55:51 GMT -5
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Declan lounged next to his siblings, together they were like a small patch of snow that refused to melt. The stubborn of it amusing from anyone who might glance their way. The High priest watched cats pass in their daily tasks. Next to him Catriona lounged flicking an ear in displeasure as a kit played with a moss ball, pouncing with an imperfect pounce. Emmet snored close by while the youngest Roisin groomed his ears.
Everette had been doing one of his many duties that came with the title of Boyar. Which was currently walking around the familial territories and the main clearing to ensure that everyone was doing what they were supposed to be doing. The black tom as huffing to himself he slipped into the ain camp clearing his pale icy gaze landing on the four pillowy white cats lounging around. His eyes sliding from each of the cats a soft snort leaving him. While the four did look almost unnervingly similar their personalities held a wide range of diversity.
Warden of Primal Instinct ♦ High Priest of BrookClan ♦ MedCat of WaterClan
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Post by Primordialhaze on Jan 19, 2019 0:12:13 GMT -5
Catriona spotted Everette first. She was still iffy on what made a cat royalty and what simply made a cat a regular old cat. Rumor had it Declan became royalty when he became the High Priest. But what did that mean for the rest of them? Were they still just common cats?
Declan followed his sisters gaze and spotted the Boyar. He dipped his head in a respectful greeting. "Everette." he meowed in his baritone voice.
Emmet let out a snore before jerking awake at his brothers voice. Roisin giggled but kept her gaze down and ears drooping.
