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Originally Posted by catcafe
Crowberry purred, beaming. "I-I'm goo-good! It's kinda h-hot out t-to-today, ri-right?" he asked, looking at the molly. It's hot out? Isn't that obvious, mouse-brain! Its steaming! You're so bad at this. He sighed. The voice in his head was louder than ever. He couldn't help but being anxious around Woodpeckerflight. She made him feel special, like nobody had. StarClan, you've only known her for a day. Stop being so dramatic. Crowberry wished his thoughts would just go away.
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”It is hot.” Woodpeckerflight responded, turning to look up at the trees,
“It’s much hotter here in the forest than it is out on the moor. And this long fur certainly doesn’t help.” she chuckled a little,
What’s wrong with you? That’s not funny! the molly shuffled her paws nervously,
“Well...” Agh! What do I say? She tensed slightly.
Don’t ask me. Patchy’s echoing voice came.
I wasn’t! Woodpeckerflight took a breath,
“How’s.. RiverClan?”