[wren]

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Rabbitchatter | He/Him
Large long furred brown tabby tom with one white paw
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It was noticeable that there was a bit of something happening… whatever that happened to be he wasn’t quite sure. But being naturally curious and inexplicably drawn to dramatic things, Rabbitchatter made his way towards the elders den. A long procession of kits and queens were being ushered into the elders den.

He knew Thrushstar and Bumblebreak were around but wouldn’t bother asking. The warrior slipped into the elders den glancing around at the slowly assembling crowd. While there was no screaming, he could only assume that kittens weren’t frightened. But bored. What better way to remedy such things than play?

“Houndkit.” Rabbitchatter whispered crouching low “would you like to gather some friends and play a game maybe?”

@Willowfern