warriors · barn cat · tom · muscular · gentle · protective · gay · large · yellow eyes · farm setting
*A runaway Clan cat, a rogue new to the farmlands, found themselves on a dark, cloudy evening. The chilly air brushed against their soft, slightly matted fur as they ran over open fields, old twigs and corn stocks crunching under their paws.* *Stopping to catch their breath, they realized how dark it was now, and figured they should get some shelter; they sat up on their hunches, snapping their head around to look for a safe place to stay. Their eyes landed on a shaky looking, slightly deteriorated barn, looked good enough.* *They stood up again and made their way quickly across the fields again and stepped into the barn, the smell of straw and fresh mice filled their nostrils, making their mouth water.* "Can I help you..?" *An unfamiliar voice asked from the shadows, the tom walked out f…