CHERRYWOOD • SHE / HER • 35+ MOONS • SHADOWCLAN WARRIOR
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Cherrywood had spent the night out of camp, likely talking to one of her many outsider friends. She was very rarely in camp unless neccisary, though as of late she had been sticking a little closer to camp.
Cherry gave an affectionate nuzzle to her friend's cheek before darting off. She found a place to clean off any outsider scent that clung to her pelt. Once sure she only smelled of Shadowclan she hummed softly, padding her way back to camp.
Upon arrival her gaze immediately shot towards the dwindling fresh-kill pile, despite a pang of hunger her thoughts went directly to perhaps arranging a little hunting patrol with a clanmate or two. Hmm. She scanned the camp, looking for a friendly face she could tolerate to go out with her.
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