[Mica]

Eaglepaw
RiverClan
she/her | 7 moons | 32/100
[Golden and white tuxedo tabby with green eyes]
Purrks: Dreamwalker, Herbal Knowledge T2
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[Fadingsun - @occultation ] [Dusklion - @taillow ]
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Too calm. Everyone was being too. Damn. Calm about this. Eaglepaw twitched with barely concealed fury and concern, her entire body strung like a wire. "Some spots on the ground showed indication of being torn up, though grass 'ad started ta grow back." How long had it been, then? How long had Eaglepaw sat in this stars-forsaken camp, unknowing of what truly transpired to Rushwater? Thinking that he abandoned her when it was so so so obvious he would never--not again, at least. Eaglepaw began pacing, dropping the chain onto the den floor. "Too much time 'ad passed, there was hardly any scent, a-and I dunno where 'e coulda gone, or when this happened, or--" her lilting accent increased with every word she spoke, rising in volume and pitch as she spiraled rapidly. It had been too long, too long, too long--He was probably dead, rotting in a ditch or--or kidnapped in the ThunderClan camp, forced to do whatever those rotten squirrels made captives do, or--or--