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Post by Vulturetalon on Nov 24, 2014 4:17:58 GMT -6
Okay, he felt a bit guilty here, he hadn't exactly visited elders during kithood, apprenticehood or further on. He didn't exactly know anyone particularly, okay maybe a few names he never met. What was more surprising was his own father; Hawkbreeze was now here. I mean, Vulturetalon didn't think he was THAT old. Like Still young in his age.
Before he became an elder, Vulturetalon was told he got attacked by a hawk and had some trouble with drama stuff. He would not mention word of it cause positivity came Hawkbreezes way. Vulturetalon hoped so. Anywho, the son was happy his father reached his goal.. Vulturetalon carried two plump pieces of freshkill toward the den freshly caught. He just went hunting a bit earlier today so he was quite excited to see him here. Vulturetalon felt quite happy entering the den but he did it slowly, poking his head in first.
" Oh mighty father, are you awake?" He replied with a kind purr, hoping he wasn't sleeping. With the many visitors of kits, warriors and apprentices, he was sure they'd talk him to sleep possibility. It was an amusing thought for a second.
He waited for an answer.
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Post by Hawkbreeze on Nov 24, 2014 7:30:27 GMT -6
Hawkbreeze lay still in his nest, small snores coming from him as he napped. The old tom's ears instinctively pricked when he heard the voice of his son, Vulturetalon. He slowly opened his amber eye, blinking before speaking.
"Yes. Come on in."
i'm so sorry about the length. i have zero muse for any character
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