Quietraven
Shadowclan warrior
Purrks: Mind reader(permanently active) and Shadow fiend(inactive)
Evening had fallen, most of the clan were settling into their nests for the night after a long day. Quietraven would soon join them. Poking around the prey pile, she saought out anything that caught her eye...nothing too appetising. A small sigh escaped her lips, well she wasn't even that hungry anyways. Oh well, she could always go out hunting first thing in the morning, there was nothing stopping her from doing so.
Drifting away from the pile, Quietraven settled herself in the lush thickets on the far side of camp. Paws tucked beneath her and plumed tail curled around her form. It was good for her to get some fresh air; the warriors' den was so stuffy especially in the summer months. Vivid cyan hues turned to the dimming sky above, searching for the few faint stars that appeared at this time. Star gazing wasn't a usual hobby of hers but it was a nice night and she had nothing to do so why not spend a little bit of time on a pointless activity?
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Fritter
A game of truth and deceit
