Vinesmoke
16 Moons
He/Him
Tunneler
Vinesmoke padded softly through the camp, his tail twitching with a quiet mix of curiosity and concern. He had been meaning to speak with Hawkfur for some time now—partly to check in on how he was doing after the return of his son, and partly because of a question he had regarding an upcoming patrol. He found the warrior near the edge of the camp, his head slightly lowered in thought as he stared into the distance. Hawkfur’s usual calm demeanor was still there, but there was an edge to his posture that spoke of the weight of everything that had happened recently. Vinesmoke approached, offering a respectful dip of his head. “Hawkfur,” he greeted quietly, “Do you have a moment?”
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Mica
Barnyard Bustle/P
