Smokefern
|| She/her || 34 Moons || Shadowclan Warrior ||
Oh this time she suppressed her snickering, though just barely. Love did seem to blind cats, didn't it? Smokefern brushed against Mosstangle to try and reassure her.
"It'll work out fine. Starclan knows I've managed, and you're far more outwardly friendly."
The gray and white molly padded along the border, eyes once again scanning for color. It had been a little while since she went hunting for herbs or flowers, but this shouldn't be too hard.
"It might be too early for the trees to be in full bloom, but there should be some already growing."
( @namen_roodles )