Sep 19, 2024
Kit of AscentClan. Weevil's son <3
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Kit of AscentClan. Weevil's son <3
(Newly-appointed) Deputy of AscentClan
Healer of AscentClan
Deputy of AscentClan
"Grouse we're a lil' too old to be startin' a clan, don't you think?" "Flitsky couldn't have been wrong. And I can't be wrong choosing the cat I trust the most as my right paw." The spotted tom frowned at his old friend. "Don't know how qualified for the job I am, but surely you want a younger cat?" Weevilfleck pointedly glanced at Cliffpelt, a brown tom younger than both of them whom had been chosen as the healer of their newfound clan. "No." The answer was firm, unwavering. "He will stay in his role. I don't know him as well as I do you."
Cliffpelt's eyes were on them now as he organized bundles of herbs he'd brought with them to their new home. His tail flicked anxiously as he watched them discuss in… not so hushed tones.
His role… Right. He tried to bite down on the bitterness he felt. Two old badgers who didn't know what they were doing, but he supposed as a healer he didn't know how to run a clan any better.
Leader of AscentClan, a group that has made their home among the caverns carved into the mountains.