Re: ShadowClan Territory
@Gusty
Burrpaw paced back and forth. He knew he should be sitting still, listening to Swiftfang, but he just couldn’t. He still kept his ears pricked, listening for instructions. The brown tabby apprentice stared at the stone he was pushing ahead of his paws, the smoth grey surface the exact opposite of his matted fur. As his name implied, burrs and leaves were stuck in the tangled mess of fur.
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