September 5th, 2024, 04:40 PM
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It's a mental breakdown
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Join Date: Jan 2023
Status: Tired...
Gender: transmasc he/they/it + any neos
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Re: Starry Meadow
↠ B U R N E T P A W ↞
9 moons ~ WindClan ~ she/her ~ 8/100
"i cut my teeth on second hand sentiments"
The apprentice gave a silent nod but the set of her jaw made it clear that she hadn't been cowed into submission. Turning tail she lifted her nose to the air, parting her jaws slightly to catch the sweet scent on the breeze that told her herbs were near. It didn't take her long to pick out that honey-sweet scent on the wind, leading her through the useless pretty blooms until she arrived at a patch of what she assumed were goldenrod. Recalling Lightningstorm's extremely helpful definition of what the plants looked like she ripped as many stems as she could carry out of the dirt and trotted back to Leechscar with a bundle full of them in her jaws.
@Undertaker
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