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Vespar had been watching the most recent events fold out in silence, the two "leaders" of the enemy ship seemed to be defeated. She was surprised after all the conflict someone wouldn't just end troublesome beings, she shrugged her large shoulders and sat on the deck with a small thud. She...

Yikes not sure how to jump in lmao, i'll just wait i guess? 

Vespar flattened her ears to her head as she felt a thick, foul smelling substance move around her large paws. She looked down and saw dark oil spreading along the ships deck. She snarled and picked up a paw, shaking it in an attempt to rid the oil of her paw. It was sticky and warm between her...

Vespar was quickly met with the overwhelming sense of energy, large figures clashed together on the deck and the Primal leapt and dodged to avoid them. She looked over the masses to see another large ship alongside the one she'd occupied. Her sensitive nose stung with the scent of burning oil...

Vespar woke to the sound of commotion on the deck above. She blinked the sleep from her eyes and stood on shaky legs. The whole ride so far had been a bit much, considering it was her first time riding overseas on a ship like this. Her stomach churned and she swiped her tongue over her muzzle...

Vespar Age: Several centuries old, no exact number Gender: Female  Height: 7 feet at shoulder, 9 at 'evolution'  Race: Primal wolf Personality: Chaotic Good Vespar is a strong individual marked with a streak of kindness. She wishes to attain knowledge...

Name~ Bobtail Gender~ Female Clan~ Windclan Position~ Warrior Backstory~ Bobtail was not only named after her short tail, but for her lineage. Her mother was rumored to have been mates with a wildcat (bobcat), but she never confirmed them. Though it isn't for...

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She looked after the tom, her eyes narrowed against the light rain and mist hanging over the terrain. Feeling he was far enough away, Bobtail lifted her head and sniffed the air, opening her mouth slightly to allow the scents of the moor wash over her tongue. She padded slowly down the hill and...

Bobtail crouched down, slinking along a copse of bushes and following a light tan pelt of a Thunderclan cat. The she-cat felt her muscles bunch with each tense step she took, a gift from her wildcat father. Blinking slowly, she watched the tom hunt both a rabbit and mouse. Bobtail's thick pelt...

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Panreth was about to take off after him before another griffin, (she recognized him as the Chief's Housecarl,) joining him were he flew. Narrowing her eyes as they spoke, she cleared her throat noisily and called out to Cusith, "Actually, I'm a hunter..?" You bird brained idiot. @Sexy McGee

Accepted!

Sure, why not

Panreth snorted in amusement. "Sure, we can go hunting. Don't ask me, oh wise and powerful leader." She mocked, rolling her eyes and striding towards the take-off cliff. Turning her head back, she waited for him to follow. @Carl Poppa