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Originally Posted by NightWarrior4Life
@ Slash-GNR
Dash sat on a rock in the clearing, watching every cat's every move. He wanted a mate. He kept his eye out for any attractive females. But none came. |
Artemis padded into the clearing. Her long grey and tan pelt getting picked up by the cold breeze. She ignored it due to not wanting to look weak. She found a place not densely covered in snow and sat down. The medium sized female then began to groom herself not giving a care in the world.