LILYCREEK
She poked her head out of the nursery as Gingerfrost began to call out patrols. Border, border, hunting, hunting... oh, hunting? In... Sleepy Thicket? The burial site?
She frowned a little, despite knowing assuming they were hunting in the safer portion, but stars that place gave her the heebie-jeebies. Imagine that.
She looked around for her patrol mate. Motheye. She'd never met them, but never roughly what they looked like. Hm. Maybe that one?
She walked up to her patrol mate. "Hi. Motheye, right?" She smiled. "Let's get this done."
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