Newtbelly
he/him - Agatha Kitty - 15 moons
ShadowClan
The tom crept on over, tail trailing behind him. ShadowClan was no stranger to Dawnstar appearing at least a little upset, I mean, look at the last meeting. But this time? There was something in the way her tail lashed. He found it off-putting. This clan's leader was not one to be trifled with. What had happened this time? Another murder? Surely not, right? Whatever it was, he couldn't quite put his paw on it. Nothing appeared to have happened. Oh - he hoped it wasn't the bees. He really, really hoped it wasn't the bees... That'd make it feel like his patrol had set off her anger and -- no thank you! He sat himself down, curling his tail around his forepaws, just the way he liked to, and gazed upwards.
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