[Neptune.]

Wrenpaw
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29/100
9 moons || she/her || RiverClan Apprentice || Silver Tongue
medium furred silver smoke she-cat; blue eyes

Wrenpaw didn't say much as she followed Mistyshard back to camp - her mouth too full of the herbs she'd grabbed. She did as she was told when they arrived back, though, and dropped her three daisies and her two yellowbells near the lionheart without a word before turning and slinking off the the apprentice's den.

[ @starry ]