Re: WindClan Clearing
Sparrowsong sat at the edge of the clearing,making sure her fur looked immaculate for the day. Her fur was a pretty range of black, orange and white, and she had to make sure it looked just perfect. She never knew when she would attract a males attention, Sparrowsong loved soaking in attention, it fueled her. Once her fur was to her liking she took notice of the clearing. Maybe someone would see her and want to hunt for her! Well more likely with her but Sparrowsong could dream. She sighed, somewhat to herself, and somewhat for dramatics.
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