Engaged to @blogofcassidy | Sunny and he/him pros pls | Lucky was abandoned in the forest by his humans and found by clan cats who had pity on him and took him in as one of their own. He became Goldpaw of Mossclan (oc clan). As a warrior he became Goldheart for his loyalty and kind playfulness. He even eventually becomes Goldstar, the first and last dog to have nine lives.
Goldpaw's head was swimming with all of these names. Blazebreeze? Duskfade?? Clan-ice???
Open MossClan RP
Brokenfoot walked into MossClan, the bloody body of a ginger she-cat dangling from his mouth. That she-cat was MossClan's deputy, Gingerstrike. He announced that she was dead.
A small, skinny, silver-gray tabby tom with wide blue eyes stood watching the scene. He was bleeding from his shoulder. He was Silverpaw. Silverpaw looked haunted.
"Wait.. did I say the name wrong-? I'm sorry.. these names are so hard sometimes."
Open MossClan RP
Brokenfoot walked into MossClan, the bloody body of a ginger she-cat dangling from his mouth. That she-cat was MossClan's deputy, Gingerstrike. He announced that she was dead.
A small, skinny, silver-gray tabby tom with wide blue eyes stood watching the scene. He was bleeding from his shoulder. He was Silverpaw. Silverpaw looked haunted.
Goldpaw just shrugged. "Foxheart! Foxheart!" he called up to her. "There's a badger mom in our territory and Foxstar said to warn the other clans!"
Open MossClan RP
Brokenfoot walked into MossClan, the bloody body of a ginger she-cat dangling from his mouth. That she-cat was MossClan's deputy, Gingerstrike. He announced that she was dead.
A small, skinny, silver-gray tabby tom with wide blue eyes stood watching the scene. He was bleeding from his shoulder. He was Silverpaw. Silverpaw looked haunted.
Brokenfoot walked into MossClan, the bloody body of a ginger she-cat dangling from his mouth. That she-cat was MossClan's deputy, Gingerstrike. He announced that she was dead.
A small, skinny, silver-gray tabby tom with wide blue eyes stood watching the scene. He was bleeding from his shoulder. He was Silverpaw. Silverpaw looked haunted.
Goldpaw nodded. "Yes sir." Then he left with his friends. "Cmon I think Foxheart is this way!"
Open MossClan RP
Brokenfoot walked into MossClan, the bloody body of a ginger she-cat dangling from his mouth. That she-cat was MossClan's deputy, Gingerstrike. He announced that she was dead.
A small, skinny, silver-gray tabby tom with wide blue eyes stood watching the scene. He was bleeding from his shoulder. He was Silverpaw. Silverpaw looked haunted.
Goldpaw looked up at them both as they talked, and his tail began to lower in past his legs. He didnt want to lose his new family so soon.
Open MossClan RP
Brokenfoot walked into MossClan, the bloody body of a ginger she-cat dangling from his mouth. That she-cat was MossClan's deputy, Gingerstrike. He announced that she was dead.
A small, skinny, silver-gray tabby tom with wide blue eyes stood watching the scene. He was bleeding from his shoulder. He was Silverpaw. Silverpaw looked haunted.
Goldpaw nodded and made sure to not make a sound except for walking.
Open MossClan RP
Brokenfoot walked into MossClan, the bloody body of a ginger she-cat dangling from his mouth. That she-cat was MossClan's deputy, Gingerstrike. He announced that she was dead.
A small, skinny, silver-gray tabby tom with wide blue eyes stood watching the scene. He was bleeding from his shoulder. He was Silverpaw. Silverpaw looked haunted.
"Okay! But.. arent we supposed to tell the leader something-?"
Open MossClan RP
Brokenfoot walked into MossClan, the bloody body of a ginger she-cat dangling from his mouth. That she-cat was MossClan's deputy, Gingerstrike. He announced that she was dead.
A small, skinny, silver-gray tabby tom with wide blue eyes stood watching the scene. He was bleeding from his shoulder. He was Silverpaw. Silverpaw looked haunted.
Brokenfoot walked into MossClan, the bloody body of a ginger she-cat dangling from his mouth. That she-cat was MossClan's deputy, Gingerstrike. He announced that she was dead.
A small, skinny, silver-gray tabby tom with wide blue eyes stood watching the scene. He was bleeding from his shoulder. He was Silverpaw. Silverpaw looked haunted.
"P-pray-? Like to the Moon? Mom says that the Moon is our mother and brings all her pups to live with her in the stars someday."
Open MossClan RP
Brokenfoot walked into MossClan, the bloody body of a ginger she-cat dangling from his mouth. That she-cat was MossClan's deputy, Gingerstrike. He announced that she was dead.
A small, skinny, silver-gray tabby tom with wide blue eyes stood watching the scene. He was bleeding from his shoulder. He was Silverpaw. Silverpaw looked haunted.
Goldpaw nodded. "O-okay.. W-whitesplash-? ..are we gonna die-?" he asked, looking terrified for the first time since the clan took him in.
Open MossClan RP
Brokenfoot walked into MossClan, the bloody body of a ginger she-cat dangling from his mouth. That she-cat was MossClan's deputy, Gingerstrike. He announced that she was dead.
A small, skinny, silver-gray tabby tom with wide blue eyes stood watching the scene. He was bleeding from his shoulder. He was Silverpaw. Silverpaw looked haunted.
Brokenfoot walked into MossClan, the bloody body of a ginger she-cat dangling from his mouth. That she-cat was MossClan's deputy, Gingerstrike. He announced that she was dead.
A small, skinny, silver-gray tabby tom with wide blue eyes stood watching the scene. He was bleeding from his shoulder. He was Silverpaw. Silverpaw looked haunted.
"They feel.. kinda big, yeah.. and- there's something else. After it walks its got a scratchy feel. Like.. claws? They feel big too. It keeps scratching the ground.. doesn't that mean its digging or something?"
Open MossClan RP
Brokenfoot walked into MossClan, the bloody body of a ginger she-cat dangling from his mouth. That she-cat was MossClan's deputy, Gingerstrike. He announced that she was dead.
A small, skinny, silver-gray tabby tom with wide blue eyes stood watching the scene. He was bleeding from his shoulder. He was Silverpaw. Silverpaw looked haunted.
He did as told and sniffed in deep and slow. "Hmm.. i smell fur. It kinda stinks," he said as he involuntarily snorted the smell out of his nose in a sneeze.
Open MossClan RP
Brokenfoot walked into MossClan, the bloody body of a ginger she-cat dangling from his mouth. That she-cat was MossClan's deputy, Gingerstrike. He announced that she was dead.
A small, skinny, silver-gray tabby tom with wide blue eyes stood watching the scene. He was bleeding from his shoulder. He was Silverpaw. Silverpaw looked haunted.
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