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Originally Posted by Ikoria the Wolf Pup
After a bit of thinking, Rootspark decided to answer honestly. "Sometimes." He refused to make eye contact. When he finished, he pushed the rock away and sheathed his claws. My favorite subject.. he thought to himself, awkwardly shifting his paws. Thought it was hard to see underneath his fur, a watchful eye could see that his claws did not retract all the way.
Rootspark laid down, curling his paws underneath him. His fur was so long, it made him look as if he was laying a puddle. Rest assured, when leaf-bare came, he'd never be cold.
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Larkstorm looked at him with worry. “Well, does Icicleripple know?” She asked. She was worried for her friend’s well-being. It couldn’t be healthy to have such long claws. “I’m sure she could help you.” Larkstorm also noticed he tucked his paw underneath him, almost as if he was hiding something. Strange.