Re: GrassClan Roleplay.
"I'm ready!" Briarpaw chirped after Faithwing spoke.
Hawkpaw padded over to Shellpaw and sat. "Did you want to go? I did, but we must gaurd the camp!" He meowed enthusiastically.
Poisonheart got up from her spot and padded towards the fresh kill pile, where she watched the patrol get ready to leave while nibbling on some prey.
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