#owlstrike

[sadtrashking]

A whole bunch of cats for one my oc's story

[theplateaucomic]

Jackalpaw and Owlpaw, forbidden friends.

[mandareeboo]

Guys I’m overthinking cats again

[vickyburr]

Uuuggghhh houses are the bane of my existence

“Bye mom, gonna go join a cult in the forest!” *runs into the woods*

“That’s great... WAIT- Oh dear... She’s already gone...”

[honey-skull]

Local chomky birb mom carries bby to new clean nest

[caramel-bites]

The patrol retunred back to the camp, with the clan’s most ambitious duo. The clan cats always gossiped about the two, which would end up as a leader? At the start,everyone assumed that Whiteleap would the one, being leader’s kit, but Owlstrike turned out to be even more focused on her path towards leadership.

Timewarp was never interested in these talks, she focused on her warrior duties and her apprentice Cherrypaw. But she always noticed the large white warrior, her pelt always messy from hunts, patrols or even battles in which she so carelessly jumped into. The blue tabby always bristled when she saw the two together and especially when Whiteleap tried wooing her fellow clan mate Owlstrike, who always disregarded  the effort.

Timewarp refused to admit to herself that it was jealousy when she saw them passing by, Whiteleap laughing while Owlstrike had her strict gaze pinned to the ground bellow her padding paws. The molly’s blue eyes followed them with an angered glare, until Cherrypaw’s voice snapped her out.

oof

@acevity

[briarbelly]

“There's blood on your clan's paws, we won't soon forget it.”

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