PumpkinToes|she/her|20Moons
ShadowClan Warrior
PumpkinToes trailed along with the rest of her clanmates, her fur puffed to its max as she kept glancing around and hissing at the slightest sounds.
She didn't want to come.
She didn't like leaving camp at dark, there are to many bad spirits around, outsiders that would ambush them, all this danger just to meet up with other clans? Horrible idea. Absolutely terrible idea, who came up with this? Why not wait for daylight? Why not somewhere safe and preferably not out of camp.
Ohhh Why did she trust the other warrior's, it'll be safe they said but this isn't safe at all!
She would go home but now everyone was here and going home meant traveling back alone. In the dark. With cats roaming about...
PumpkinToes settled herself into a nook from driftwood and rock, she can't get ambushed from behind now, she would be safe now. But even thinking that her small frame beneath the fur shook in the night air, trembling she couldn't help but keep a keen eye for danger, be it spirit, outsider or clancat.
Every sudden sound drawing a spit and flinch as she folded her ears against her head, waiting out the night.
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