[chickadee]

Peachspring
20 Moons || RiverClan Warrior || She/her
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RiverClan’s Southern Sweetheart

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Peachspring had been sprawled in the Clearing with her fuzzy tummy up in the air, just like she’d done often back before joining RiverClan. It was a position any dignified warrior would probably find embarrassing, but not Peachspring. She didn’t mind if anyone thought less of her for it. It was a comfy way to bask in the morning sun. Who was anyone else to judge? Plus, she’d enjoy this warmer weather for as long as she could before the chilly fall winds arrived.

As she heard the apprentice yell out, she rolled back to her side to listen. She gave her fur a few licks to get the dust out of it and trotted over with a grin. “Well ain’t that a lovely lil’ idea, kiddo!” She squealed excitedly. Sunbathing by the river sounded nice n’ relaxing. The ginger molly settled by the tiny river, dipping her paws into the cool clear water with a content smile.

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open! - apologies for lazy writing