She felt that it was worth pointing out! But what did she know ... besides this week's installment of the Elder gossip and noting to hold her 'troublesome' tail higher when moving around her new, quick-tempered den neighbor, Grasstail hovered in a cloud of uncertainty. If she should've joined this morning's hunting patrol, or could've said something better to assuage a self-critical apprentice.
It's leaf-bare - I can't afford to not do my best on the daily.
Grasstail's visage is in a slight pout all day until she finds the right tom in the clearing.
"Aldershine!" She mews, hopping with the greeting as she approaches.
"I smelled something on an apprentice - this itty-bitty petal." Grasstail shakes a yellow petal from her bushy tail.
"Think it'd be handy to go find more of whatever this is? They told me where they were hunting earlier. You in, or are you in?"
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psst it's a tiny (scotch) broom petal!