@poppy.
Ivypaw ~ she/her
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Her claws closed on the mouse, and the tortie bit its throat, scrambling to her paws. Then something rustled and in alarm Ivypaw dropped the mouse, her fur spiking up, her heart poundin as she spun around, her brain whirring furiously as she tried to remember all the battle moves she'd been taught in case it was an attacker. Her claws slid out. Her roleplayer rather thought that the apprentice was overreacting as she fully turned around and caught sight of maple-coloured fur.
Ivypaw recognised that pelt. It was very familiar, yet she couldn't be sure. She pointed her nose up, expecting to see yellow eyes, and she did. A sharp intake of breath from the tortie. Wow, was this...
Aspenstar?
"Asp-Aspenstar?" Ivypaw whispered, taking a step forwards, to have a better look. Was it really her, from StarClan? The honey-coloured pelt was glowing as though filled with stars, so maybe it was Aspenstar from StarClan.