-Mothcrash-
Male, 18 Moons
RIVERCLAN - Warrior
Medium, golden furred tom with light stripes and sky-blue eyes.
Mothcrash grumbled, he hadn't done anything useful to get his punishment over with yet, but now he was determined. Being stuck in camp for nearly eight days was insane!
Huffing he looked around, trying to find some cat that looked like they could use help with something or other.
Padding over to the medicine den, he decided it could use a little reinforcement after a quick inspection. Stars, he was glad he missed the battle, but felt a pang of guilt for not being there. After dragging some brambles over he pressed them against the den, stuffing them in where they would fit. He had never been good at weaving, so the work looked a bit messy, but if it was his release from the camp, he would gladly do it for all of the dens.
(1/3) Mothcrash Chore Counter.
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Always toward the mountain peak.
"I was built to protect those.. who.. cannot protect themselves," Zane - Ninjago
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