~Apprentice~Breezepaw~He/Him~ 8 moons~
As he arrived, a fresh wave of pain hit him like a storm, and he winced quietly before placing prey in front of the elders.
"Feel free to take some." He said, with a bit of pain. He should PROBABLY go to the Medicine den, but he should help his clan first, right? It hadn't even been that long, so hopefully it wasn't TOO bad.
(open, and feel free to notice his twisted at a weird angled left paw)
(open)