[duskfire1]

Larkfrost stared into the crowd, her gaze raking the scene in search for her kits as she heard their names being called.
She hurried to Greysquirrel the moment she saw him, and gave his muzzle a quick lick to apologize for her late appearance.
"Do you see the kits?" She asked, her fur getting on end at the thought of them not knowing where she was, even though she was currently in the middle of an attempt to find them.

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