MarshHeart|He/him|87Moons
MarshHeart kept his eyes low as he heard QuickWhiskers remarks, he growled softly did he not see the jaws he oh so narrowly missed, lashing his tail as he lifted another patch of grass, nothing here.
As the energetic warrior came near, MarshHeart looked up ready to return some Grumpy remarks of his own when he saw the single flower in the Tom's mouth and gave him a skeptical look.
"....Steal that from the rat? Or was that all you could carry"
He couldn't help the sarcastic note in his meow, it was almost night and all to bring back for the patrol was a single flower, starclan help us he thought shaking his head and walking carefully along, maybe they'd find more near bushes or at the bottom of the hill.
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No luck in either for MarshHeart, sometimes he wondered if he just couldn't smell such things unless they were strong and concentrated, another thing to leave to the young warriors.
"you'll have to keep your nose for these flowers then, I'll make sure we don't lose a paw to twoleg traps i suppose"
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Mapleshade_Colossus )