| Dapplebreeze |
Mouth full of fresh moss and feathers, Dapplebreeze entered the warriors' den, determined to make this place feel more like home. It had been a rough quarter moon after her remaining kits - it didn't matter how old they were, they would always be her precious kittens - had vanished. She still held on to the hope that they were there somewhere. Unable to come home. Lost and unsure of where WindClan had gone. But StarClan would guide them back to her. It was better than the alternative. That they had not made it. And there was nary a body to confirm their fate.
A sigh escaping her as she placed down her materials, the spotted warrior approached each nest in turn, going in and out of the empty den as she made sure every nest was properly comfortable for their residents. It wasn't until she reached a particularly large nest - no doubt for one of the larger cats in the clan - that she paused. As she dug through the moss, a small, jagged stone poked out, scraping her paw pad as it inadvertently made its presence known. After a sharp intake of breath and a hiss, Dapplebreeze stared at her pad, giving it a quick lick before she glared at the offending object. Thank goodness she had discovered this nuisance before it had become a problem for the nest's owner; the scent of which was awfully familiar, yet she could not place her toe on.
No matter. She was certain the owner of this nest would be glad to be rid of this... thing. Dipping her head, the former queen carefully picked at the jagged rock, grabbing it gingerly between her teeth. The last thing she needed was to get her lips or tongue cut as well by this thorny menace. Without much preamble, Dappleleaf turned, ready to leave the den to rid herself of this object before she fixed up the large nest properly.
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Rose [Berryfrost]
| So Dapplebreeze may or may not be about to throw away a certain jagged rock. She hasn't left the den though, I'm not that heartless. 
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