he/him | WindClan Apprentice
Kitty Softpaws - always active
Oh, someone actually wanted the prey! Despite his unwillingness to be in this den, he felt a rush of pride knowing that someone appreciated the fruits of his labor (or Deadmoon’s labor, he supposed, since she was the one who caught the bird. Still.) Goldenpaw dipped his head to Oatwhisker politely.
After side-eyeing the last two pieces of prey and trying to ignore his own hunger, he meowed, “Would you like me to leave these here for the other elders?”
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SandWing sorry for the late response! i hadn’t noticed someone responded ^^ ]