10-08-2020, 12:10 PM
LEADER ❝ RHINE ❞ PALMCLAN
Rhine had initially been invited on Hurricane's patrol, but he had a feeling it was mostly because of his position as leader, rather than because of his own strength. He wasn't exactly anything out of the ordinary in terms of strength, being only an ordinary domestic feline. Despite this, Rhinestone had no intention of refusing Hurricane's request, not wanting to upset the other, or seem like he was being lazy.
The tom was quick to follow after Hurricane towards the Rockell, his nose wrinkling slightly when he recalled what they were going to do. Needless to say, the leader had a bit of an aversion to death and skeletons, something that Quasar seemed eager to jab at. With his tail flicking behind him, Rhine hesitated for a moment before he spoke to the apprentice, sighing, "I don't see why you wouldn't be afraid of the macabre... it's pretty unpleasant, I mean." Maybe that undercut his authority a bit, but he didn't mind all that much. He just really didn't like death, especially after the hurricane. Despite this, he still leapt atop the deck of the ship, beginning to pull some bones free and sorting them into little piles to throw into the sea, or towards the forest. He eventually turned to question Quasar once again, carefully holding up a mostly intact skull in one paw, "You mean like this...? What exactly is your idea, Quasar?" Hopefully it was just something Halloween related, and not some strange crafting project that Quasar had in mind.
The tom was quick to follow after Hurricane towards the Rockell, his nose wrinkling slightly when he recalled what they were going to do. Needless to say, the leader had a bit of an aversion to death and skeletons, something that Quasar seemed eager to jab at. With his tail flicking behind him, Rhine hesitated for a moment before he spoke to the apprentice, sighing, "I don't see why you wouldn't be afraid of the macabre... it's pretty unpleasant, I mean." Maybe that undercut his authority a bit, but he didn't mind all that much. He just really didn't like death, especially after the hurricane. Despite this, he still leapt atop the deck of the ship, beginning to pull some bones free and sorting them into little piles to throw into the sea, or towards the forest. He eventually turned to question Quasar once again, carefully holding up a mostly intact skull in one paw, "You mean like this...? What exactly is your idea, Quasar?" Hopefully it was just something Halloween related, and not some strange crafting project that Quasar had in mind.
NEVER OPENED MYSELF THIS WAY
LIFE IS OURS, WE LIVE IT OUR WAY
LIFE IS OURS, WE LIVE IT OUR WAY
— Reggan
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( LEGATE ♡ THYLACINE ♡ ½ OF SUGARSTONE )
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( LEGATE ♡ THYLACINE ♡ ½ OF SUGARSTONE )