Nightgaze
Thunderclan Hornet
Purrk: Ultimate predator(inactive)
Stretching out her stiff muscles, Nightgaze plodded over. Dark pelt fluffed and messy from sleep (half normal.) She'd been a bit tired lately but that couldn't stop her, even if she did like snoozing. There was an overhaul of work to be done with all the problem Thunderclan had been facing lately and there was no way she could afford to slack off. A break would've been nice...huh, looked like Wolfhive needed one too.
Pride briefly bubbled in her chest at the appearance of so many clanmates eager to help out. That's what she liked about her clan, they worked together like clockwork. Though the small hornet would've liked to spend bit longer being heavily patriotic, Nightgaze couldn't help but notice the condition of her friend. Wolfhive looked...weird. There was just something wrong...he didn't look himself.
Concern creased her features as she studied the grey tabby, equally puzzled and worried. Slinking through the crowd, the black molly appeared close to his side, blind to his attempts to distance himself.
"Hey, Wolfy, ya alright? You just don't look...right." Nightgaze stated the obvious. Sickness wasn't something she was very familiar is, she'd been luck to be mostly healthy throughout her life, though Wolfhive was clearly ill. Anyone could see that.
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Re: reconstruction
