10-25-2020, 12:20 AM
LEADER ❝ RHINE ❞ PALMCLAN
Rhinestone knew a thing or two about losing a brother, although his situation hadn't been quite the same. After all, Toadwhisker had gone off all on his own, into the great unknown because he felt as though he needed to. He had been lost to Rhine, yes, but he hadn't exactly been lost himself – although some would argue that Toad had lost himself the moment he walked away from Palmclan. Either way, the leader of Palmclan would be able to understand Dovah's situation better than most, especially since he had practically taken in an entire litter at this point that had lost their guardians. Part of him felt a little worried about how many unattended children or younger apprentices ended up on their border, but he supposed it wasn't all that bad. He would rather have them within Palmclan's camp and boardwalk, where they could remain safe, rather than out in the wilderness, all by their lonesome.
The rust red feline had been on his way towards the border when he ended up stumbling upon Dovah, briefly surprised by the other's appearance. It had been pretty out of the ordinary, watching someone come bolting out of the trees of the Twisted Forest like their tail was on fire. Not that Rhine really had any room to speak, considering the sprawling landscape of trees still terrified him, even in his older age and advanced position within the group. Rhinestonestar allowed Dovah a couple of minutes to collect himself, watching as the other feline began to dig around in the bag that he had brought with him. The tom found himself chuckling when he saw what the other pulled free, not entirely surprised by the bag's contents. It wasn't unusual for members of the group to collect things, even if the stork feather that Dovah had brought out was hardly common to these parts. Once he thought the other had calmed down a bit, Rhine drew closer, clearing his throat and speaking with a flick of his tail, "Hello there. My name is Rhinestonestar. Although, you can call me Rhine, if you'd rather do that." he kept his introduction short and simple as always, giving Dovah a moment to process.
Once he thought the other knew who he was, Rhinestone continued on, "This territory that you're on right now is the territory of Palmclan, the group I lead. Do you need some help? Because we can offer you shelter, if you do." He thought about asking for Dovah's name as well, but held back for now. The poor thing already seemed a bit confused, and he had just seemingly recovered from outright panic – he could use a moment to catch his bearings.
The rust red feline had been on his way towards the border when he ended up stumbling upon Dovah, briefly surprised by the other's appearance. It had been pretty out of the ordinary, watching someone come bolting out of the trees of the Twisted Forest like their tail was on fire. Not that Rhine really had any room to speak, considering the sprawling landscape of trees still terrified him, even in his older age and advanced position within the group. Rhinestonestar allowed Dovah a couple of minutes to collect himself, watching as the other feline began to dig around in the bag that he had brought with him. The tom found himself chuckling when he saw what the other pulled free, not entirely surprised by the bag's contents. It wasn't unusual for members of the group to collect things, even if the stork feather that Dovah had brought out was hardly common to these parts. Once he thought the other had calmed down a bit, Rhine drew closer, clearing his throat and speaking with a flick of his tail, "Hello there. My name is Rhinestonestar. Although, you can call me Rhine, if you'd rather do that." he kept his introduction short and simple as always, giving Dovah a moment to process.
Once he thought the other knew who he was, Rhinestone continued on, "This territory that you're on right now is the territory of Palmclan, the group I lead. Do you need some help? Because we can offer you shelter, if you do." He thought about asking for Dovah's name as well, but held back for now. The poor thing already seemed a bit confused, and he had just seemingly recovered from outright panic – he could use a moment to catch his bearings.
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 )