~A Wisp of Sand~ a a desert cat tribe rp

Thorn purred and then her face got serious. "We should probably catch up with the others," at the same time Iris said "the Thunderers are moving!"
 
Scrappy Falcon joined the ever growing conversation, because he was from a dictatorial tribe, and that stuff interested him.
 
(I'll be Night unless/until @Flufferes joins again.) Night wafted over to where the conversation was. Crimson just kept trudging along with Willow. Flame wondered what his ambitious grandchildren were up to now.
 

New posts New threads Active threads

Back
Top Bottom