Post by whispers on Nov 18, 2019 20:10:19 GMT
Wrentuft | Female | 28 moons | Heterosexual | SootClan
"A LITTLE DRAMA NEVER HURT ANYONE."
Wrentuft lived and breathed drama. The latest Clan gossip was important; hunting could wait. Despite her firm stance that she wasn't trying to hurt anyone, or even get anyone in trouble, the she-cat had an impressive record of getting other cats in trouble. Looking at someone with a sweet smile was enough to get something out of them the majority of the time. Thankfully, an overwhelming group of her clanmates happened to be arrogant, and stroking their ego a little would give her what she wanted. That wasn't to say Wrentuft was immune to others' charms; she was sure she'd had a loose tongue on more than one occasion, thanks to any handsome young tom who happened to cross her path.
Now they were drama.
Wrentuft had to admit, they may have been well worth it, but out of everyone, toms could cause the most drama. A wrong look here, a flirtatious comment there, and they'd have the she-cats falling over themselves, Wrentuft included. At the moment, the she-cat was awaiting a visitor (any visitor would've done, she was so bored), and grooming herself as neatly as she could. At least she would look nice and proper when her mysterious visitor arrived.
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[prompt; Wrentuft received news that some cat was interested in her! she's waiting to meet them now, but whether they're a tom or turn out to be a she-cat is unknown]
WmI_15V5
"A LITTLE DRAMA NEVER HURT ANYONE."
Wrentuft lived and breathed drama. The latest Clan gossip was important; hunting could wait. Despite her firm stance that she wasn't trying to hurt anyone, or even get anyone in trouble, the she-cat had an impressive record of getting other cats in trouble. Looking at someone with a sweet smile was enough to get something out of them the majority of the time. Thankfully, an overwhelming group of her clanmates happened to be arrogant, and stroking their ego a little would give her what she wanted. That wasn't to say Wrentuft was immune to others' charms; she was sure she'd had a loose tongue on more than one occasion, thanks to any handsome young tom who happened to cross her path.
Now they were drama.
Wrentuft had to admit, they may have been well worth it, but out of everyone, toms could cause the most drama. A wrong look here, a flirtatious comment there, and they'd have the she-cats falling over themselves, Wrentuft included. At the moment, the she-cat was awaiting a visitor (any visitor would've done, she was so bored), and grooming herself as neatly as she could. At least she would look nice and proper when her mysterious visitor arrived.
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[prompt; Wrentuft received news that some cat was interested in her! she's waiting to meet them now, but whether they're a tom or turn out to be a she-cat is unknown]
WmI_15V5