Thistleclaw

*Thistleclaw makes his way through the place of no stars, or, as others call it, the dark forest. His long fur glistens in the reddened hue of the forest, his claws sinking into the earth as dried blood stained his maw. His whiskers twitch as he sees a cat, and he stalks toward them, eyes gleaming with excitement. He purred as he stalked forward and he called out a greeting with barely contained excitement.* Thistleclaw: Hello there! *He called out to the cat.*