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(This is a rp of Whipporwill joining DayClan so if you would like to join into the rp just know that she'll be joining the clan!) cheapbones
Glowstar sashayed through the golden tendrils of wheat. Flecks of golden seeds sailed past her in gentle waves that gave the world around her a magical flare, as if DayClan rested on the cusp of heaven and wonder. As the dawning skies above her brightened with each passing step the flecks of seeds soon swept away completely in the wind, replaced by cherry blossom petals. She was closer to two-leg place now. There was little end goal in mind besides enjoying a stroll through sweet sable woods.
Her had turned, a new scent filling in the air, kittypet most likely, but unlike most clan cats her fur didn't raise. DayClan was a neutral land for all cats to visit its beauty. Even kittypets could walk through these lands in harmony with others, but she did note that despite her being near two-leg place, this was still quite a far distance for a kittypet to wander.
Post by cheapbones on Jul 11, 2020 21:33:37 GMT -5
Whipporwill had been walking for ages. Everything was sore and her paws felt like they were screaming at her to rest, but she couldn't. Alone in this unfamiliar place? Carrying her unborn kits? She wouldn't be able to feed or protect herself like this. Her white fur was unkept and she had been crying for awhile, feeling the heartbreak of her abandonment. It had been awhile since she had picked up a fresh scent of any other cats, but she was still feebily calling out for someone to help her. "Please....I need help...." she managed. Luckily she was finally close to finding that help, unkowingly she was just about to cross paths with another cat.
Glowstar walked the fine line between stupidity and an unimaginable amount of skill anyone should fear. She approached the call of the she-cat, years of being Primal Instinct's assassin coming back to her in the form of tracking. Carefully she replayed back her senses before determining the she-cats location. Emerging in front of the kittypet Glowstar towered tall. She was like a walking wildfire, cinnamon auburn waves of fur seemed to flicker like a flame in the sunlight and her reddish bombshell shades shimmered like beach shores. She cocked her head, revealing the silvery edge of her scars, "How can I help?" She asked simply, inviting the she-cat to name anything in the world to her. Her voice carried a kind prejudice, like without even knowing the kittypet she already knew there was no one else she wanted to talk to except her. It wasn't a blind trust so much as a knowing faith, like Glowstar could look through a cats heart and find the good in anyone.
