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You enter a lush forested island the forest floor covered in ferns muffling our paw steps... As we wake, we hear the bubbling of brooks and the rushing of streams. We hear the pretty chirps of wood birds as the sun rises and the mournful songs of crickets at twilight. Our clan stalks prey through the thick forest. We are strong, we are wise, we are kind, we are family, we are Fernclan -Birdstar
*Stalks throgh the undergrowth, then finds a particularly soft piece of rabbit's ear moss*
ReplyDeleteIt wouldn't hurt...
[Curls up, then falls asleep in the moss.]
*Yawns, and wakes up. Pads back to camp.*
ReplyDelete(slashes off pieces of moss and carries some back to camp.)
ReplyDeletethrushpaw
Scratches off some soft moss and ferns and carries it back to camp
ReplyDeleteBrings some moss and some pigeon feathers for Cherrykit. ( In hope of getting her as a apprentice)
ReplyDeletejeez I wish one of those apprentices would bring ME some moss! My back has been aching for days! Divetail grumbles as she walks away.
ReplyDelete*Blinks and gathers moss and makes the elders a nice sized ball of moss then pads back to camp.*
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