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floyd leech my beloved
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Join Date: Dec 2018
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Re: ShadowClan Clearing
SQUIRRELRISE
she/her. 15 moons. small, scarred russet molly with brown markings and yellow eyes.
[ chill of death, hulk SMASH ]
padding out of the warrior's den, squirrelrise quickly heads towards the prey pile. she'd finally managed to take a nap that wasn't interrupted - something she definitely needed. she's sure her pelt looks like a mess, but that's a problem for future her, after she finishes a small meal. which would be a raven today, she decides as she plucks one from the pile.
padding to a secluded part of the camp with her meal, the russet warrior settles down. leaning her head down, she begins plucking the feathers away from the bird (maybe keeping one or two for decoration purposes, shh). once all the feathers were gone, she opens her mouth to take a bite of the raven. except, just as she's about to take a bite, she feels a sharp pricking pain in her tail. what the??!? "aaACK!"
letting out a small shriek of surprise (and horror), the molly jumps up from her spot, whirling around to look at whatever just stabbed her tail. or..whoever, she internally corrects as her gaze falls on a wee baby. if she's correct, this is one of dawnstar's kits..looks like they've inherited her love for shredding pelts. or trying to, at least. she blinks.
"err..h-hi..there." squirrelrise greets, looking down at the kit. she..cannot seem to remember this one's name, and now she feels very rude.
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