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Originally Posted by Duststorm
The elder couldn't help but notice the apprentice's sour mood. He tilted his head slowly to look at the other, but decided to remain quiet. "Here, let's go lay over here.." He meowed gently, guiding the other to a more secluded section of the clearing. Once Acorn arrived to the spot, he plopped down and pushed the prey toward the middle, giving Dawnpaw a distraught look. "You doing ok Dawnpaw? Something wrong?" |
Dawnpaw layed down next to the elder, at one point in time she’d have been concerned about ticks and fleas jumping onto her, but she didn’t allow herself to think about it,” I still am grieving my father...and ofcourse...my way of grieving is lashing out at my friends and insulting my mentor...I may never recover.” She meowed sadly.