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Darkstep lashed his tail, his whiskers twitching in disgust at the deputy as he stalked off. Grinding his teeth he sat down, his ears pinned back to his head. "Pompous ass, that one." He growled, pulling his tail in front of him and smoothing it out, his multcolored eyes burning a hole into the...

At the end of the hunt, Darkstep had brought in a fair haul of a rat and two smaller lizards. Striding past the bushes surrounding the camp he padded down to the killpile and deposited his prey at the top. He gazed around the camp, hearing stirrings from several of the dens as the dark sky...

Darkstep followed her in silence, glaring hard at her everytime she looked back at him. Once she turned around and told him she was done, he flexed his claws into the soft, marshy soil underpaw and padded past her. "I'm not gonna follow you, but I am going to hunt." Flicking his tail and...

He blinked slowly, watching her walk away without another word. His brows knitting together in suspicion, he continued after her, making no effort to stay silent or hide his presence. @chewy91

Darkstep continued to circle around her where she sat. His multicolored eyes could be seen glowing faintly in the darkness, his pelt bristling. "I followed you out here to see what you were up to. You'd better hope (Shadowclan leader's name) doesn't come out here, or you'll be in deep...

Darkstep had followed her for a few minutes, before he suddenly lost sight of her. He looked around, his backfur beginning to rise in fear when suddenly he felt himself knocked off his paws and pinned to the ground. Shadowclan scent washed over him and he looked up to see the she-cat he was...

Darkstep finished his prey a few moments later, licking his muzzle and wiping a paw several times over his whiskers to clean them. Getting up, he left the bones under the bush and looked around camp again, seeing the sky darken. He got up and saw the same female leaving the camp, her brown bushy...

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Name~ "Darkstep. What do you want?" Gender~ "I'm a tom.. Obviously." Clan~ "As if you couldn't tell, I'm from Shadowclan." Position~ "I'm a warrior. Now go away before I show you how good of one I am." Backstory~ "Uh, excuse me? Who even are you?" Description~ "This beauty of a scar is...

Appoa turned to Cusith. "Well, we were just going to go hunting.. You're welcome to come along if you wish." He added, gesturing for Panreth to come over with a talon. "Unless," he looked back to his Housecarl, "Is there something you need me for?" @Sexy McGee

With a embarrassed grumble, Appoa followed her quickly to the cliff and rose his wings, taking off quickly in two swift flaps of his great golden wings. He flew out, a slight breeze ruffling the mane of feathers around his neck. His tail whipping below him, he turned and hovered midair, waiting...

Appoa lowered his ears and nodded. "Yeah, sorry... I just-" He rubbed the back of his neck with a sharp clawed talon. "Sorry." He flicked his lion-tail, he ear slightly perking again. "Hey, I could come with you! Hunting I mean, If you wanted, er.." @GoldenWolf

Appoa strode anxiously around the camp, stopping to ask a wandering Griffin here or there if they needed something. He was met with the same awkward looks and muttered no's. He was often told he worried to much, and that he had the support of his Tribemates. No matter how often he was soothed...

Name: Appoa Age: 32 Gender: Male Occupation: Tribe leader? (If I can :b) Hippogriff or Griffin?: Griffin Personality: Strong willed, stubborn, compassionate, naive. Talents: He leads as well as he can, but he is still young and naive. He relays heavily on others to help him in...