Flameleaf padded up to Leafpelt. "What's wrong, Leafpelt?" Flameleaf asked tipping her head to one side. "You seem sad. Is everything alright?"
Snowsong paced around the clearing, unsure of what to do. After a minute or two passed, the warrior plucked a fish from the pile and settled down to eat it. As she was eating she looked at the cats around the clearing. The watched the cats for a few moments, then she turned away. “Ugh,” she sat up and licked her back a few times. “I forgot how messy my fur was...” Snowsong rolled her eyes. “Eh, forget it.” She meowed as she shook her pelt. The she-cat buried the remains of the fish and padded over to the edge of camp. She gazed at the entrance, lost in thought. I wonder who the new deputy will be... She flicked her ears, knowing that she wasn’t going to be chosen. Honestly, she didn’t care. She knew there would always be another chance, just not now. Snowsong licked her paw. The warrior glanced around the camp one more time to see if any cats were open. When she failed to spot an available cat, she sighed and glanced at the sky. Forget it... She flicked her tail. Some cat will be available soon.
Thank you guys for being wonderful friends!
Have a good day/night!
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Flameleaf padded up to Leafpelt. "What's wrong, Leafpelt?" Flameleaf asked tipping her head to one side. "You seem sad. Is everything alright?"
Snowsong paced around the clearing, unsure of what to do. After a minute or two passed, the warrior plucked a fish from the pile and settled down to eat it. As she was eating she looked at the cats around the clearing. The watched the cats for a few moments, then she turned away. “Ugh,” she sat up and licked her back a few times. “I forgot how messy my fur was...” Snowsong rolled her eyes. “Eh, forget it.” She meowed as she shook her pelt. The she-cat buried the remains of the fish and padded over to the edge of camp. She gazed at the entrance, lost in thought. I wonder who the new deputy will be... She flicked her ears, knowing that she wasn’t going to be chosen. Honestly, she didn’t care. She knew there would always be another chance, just not now. Snowsong licked her paw. The warrior glanced around the camp one more time to see if any cats were open. When she failed to spot an available cat, she sighed and glanced at the sky. Forget it... She flicked her tail. Some cat will be available soon.
Thank you guys for being wonderful friends!
Have a good day/night!
Congrats! <3 it feels like only yesterday we started roleplaying
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Whoever is reading this you deserve all the love and support from everyone. If youre ever sad you dont deserve to be sad. ILY!!
"Without worrying about our appearance, let's conclude today."
Spiderthroat is the Deputy of ThunderClan
|| Site || ToyHouse ||
But these fingers and these palms
Full of love despite the scars
They show indisputably I have so much more to grow
Oh, I can change, I can evolve
I can get up when I fall
I'll live contentedly, I don't need a reason why
Standing tall and standing strong
I have found where I belong
In the arms of somebody, there is no more need to cry
Flameleaf padded up to Leafpelt. "What's wrong, Leafpelt?" Flameleaf asked tipping her head to one side. "You seem sad. Is everything alright?"
Snowsong paced around the clearing, unsure of what to do. After a minute or two passed, the warrior plucked a fish from the pile and settled down to eat it. As she was eating she looked at the cats around the clearing. The watched the cats for a few moments, then she turned away. “Ugh,” she sat up and licked her back a few times. “I forgot how messy my fur was...” Snowsong rolled her eyes. “Eh, forget it.” She meowed as she shook her pelt. The she-cat buried the remains of the fish and padded over to the edge of camp. She gazed at the entrance, lost in thought. I wonder who the new deputy will be... She flicked her ears, knowing that she wasn’t going to be chosen. Honestly, she didn’t care. She knew there would always be another chance, just not now. Snowsong licked her paw. The warrior glanced around the camp one more time to see if any cats were open. When she failed to spot an available cat, she sighed and glanced at the sky. Forget it... She flicked her tail. Some cat will be available soon.
Thank you guys for being wonderful friends!
Have a good day/night!