Meet Spindle’paw! Spindlepaw is a deep, inky violet-brown with pale cream splashed across her ears, tail, and cheeks like moonlight caught in fur. Her ears are huge for her head and always tilted forward, as if she’s straining to hear something no one else can. There’s a sharp pink scratch along her cheek, still fresh enough to sting her pride more than her skin. She doesn’t talk much. When she does, it’s usually something blunt and oddly thoughtful. Spindlepaw watches. She notices who hesitates before speaking, who avoids eye contact, who shifts their paws when they lie. It makes some cats uneasy. Although, she was good at hunting, she was useless in battles and turned to the life as a medicine cat. And was happy there!
Ahhh, the code is so messed up. Please don’t steal the art!
