February 24th, 2018, 10:52 PM
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⌗ ✶ dog days are over
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Join Date: Dec 2016
Status: 彡 ╰► now if youre lonely you know i am here waiting for you ✩˚。⋆
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Re: WindClan Nursery
Stormglare decided to stop by again. When he did, his mate was sleeping. Truth be told, he was a bit worried actually. He heard Gorsebird was having medical problems, so he wanted to see what it was actually. Plus, see his kits and mate. He didn't know if he should bring prey. So, he did anyway. This time it was a mouse. "Gorsebird?" He meowed, softly. "Are you awake- I brought a mouse." Stormglare said, he actually slept once. So, he was a bit more ready to deal with a episode if they had one. Hopefully not, for the sake of Starclan. His pelt was extremely messy, he didn't really groom it as much as he should. Yet it gave him a rugged look. He rolled his shoulders a little, waiting for a reply. Stormglare realized he should probably spend more time with the kits, take them off of Gorsebird's plate for a while.
@Opal
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this place 'cause everything you know will be erased.
you were born inside your head.
and that is where you'll be when you are dead. ❞
-- easing back into roleplay / dealing with finals --
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