A nervous brown figure padded from the apprentice den. Why was he out in camp? No one knows. All he knew, was he wasn’t going to get engaged in social conversation. Nothing good ever comes out of social conversations. Walking towards the far edge of the clearing, Dragonflypaw lay down, trembling slightly even tho it wasn’t cold.
He hated that about himself. He was timid as hell and was so anti social he hadn’t even tried talking to his mentor about training, let alone, any cat. All he knew was that socializing was like putting yourself into a cage you can’t expect to escape from.
Resting his head on his paws and ears flat, Dragonfly closed his eyes and began to doze off, not quite asleep but not quite awake either…
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Re: RiverClan Camp
