[stag]

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No Purrks | 13 Moons

Brown pelted cat weaves through the clearing, chasing after some sort of bug as they twist his body to try and catch it. Leaping from small rock to small rock as white paws aim to capture the insect under his paws.

Stickpaw doesn't really care that much for it as a wave of embarrassment climbs over her pelt, they change tasks to licking their chest fur. Trying to look as normal as possible until a clanmate approaches. Cinderflare, someone she knew the name of but was not close to by any means. But she had a task for Stcikpaw!?

WHAT!? HER! Like she was that special?? The apprentice almost trips over his own paws with excitement, and excitement that only ever appeared when plotting with Cobwebpaw. Hm, Cinderflare and them had never really talked before but this sounded cool! Like super duper cool! "Yes! I wanna go! Mhm!" Stickpaw stands from their former resting position of sorts as he stares and waits for Cinderflare to lead the way.

[ @occultation ]