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Darkseeker
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Nightingale - Female - Heir - M: Timber (direct), everyone else (indirect) Night lunges after Timber, speed through the forest. She would almost catch up, before falling behind when he spotted a rabbit. Nightingale veered of to the right before snapping at a rabbit of her own. All she got was floof. A quick sprint brings her on top of the rabbit. Night bit down, and got floof and food. Night turns and starts to book it to the cliff. |
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Darkseeker
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Timber - Male - Apprentice - Mentions: Nightingale - Timber's teeth met the meat and bone of the rabbit, snapping it's neck in seconds. The rabbit's fear scent flooded his nose, but he could make out Nightingale nearby, running with all his might towards the cliff. Shortly, the cliff came in sight, and Timber's legs burned from the exhilaration of the hunt and run. He was sure that Night was just at his tail, ready to leap infront at any moment. A moments stumble, and he would be either off the cliffside and down below who knows where, or he'd be far behind Night. His energy was worn out, and he knew that he would soon have to stop, but the cliff was just a few moments away. A second later, he stood panting at the edge before he looked up to see where Night was. |
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Lightbringer
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Stripe - Female - Fighter - M: Jeraboa | Stripe looked at Jeraboa, a flush of embarrassment creeping across her face. "I understand you would never wish harm upon my Jeraboa. The sight of blood unsettles me, despite my nature as a fighter; my perspective has shifted since... the incident." Her voice faltered, and she lowered her gaze to the earth, then back to her outstretched paw. Jeraboa alone bore witness to the full tale of her lost pups. With a quiet resolve, Stripe limped back to her previous spot, settling down with a heavy heart. "Just give me a heads-up this time," she murmured, her eyes flickering between Jeraboa and the ground, her paw extended in a gesture of vulnerability. |
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Fall 
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Brimstone Moon: 
