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Originally Posted by Zero to Hero
Surgestorm slowly gathered the mixture of scattered herbs, dust, and dirt into the middle of the den, creating a pile that he'd take care of once they had it all together. He just hoped it wouldn't be scattered back if the wind picked up and caused a draft. The tom hummed quietly under his breath, a tune that was known to be heard from him after all these moons.
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She used her tail to keep sweeping more mixes of scatterd herbs, dust, and dirt into the middle of the room.” She smiled thinking about Surgestorm.s