Wormpaw • He / It • Shadowclan apprentice • 9+ moons
Wormpaw padded into camp, he had been out hunting with Cherrywood. The apprentice had told her it'd bring the prey back to camp. He dropped the prey and then noticed the cats gathering below the grimpeak. He tilted his head as he padded over and sat, his tail lying loosely around him.
The smoky black tom with white flecks looked around, trying to find a familiar face. The only cats he really recognized were Coyote. He frowned not seeing Wildpaw. He missed her a lot more than he'd like to admit and it sucked not having her around anymore.
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