[carmen]

Stonepaw

Sleepless nights lead to excitable mornings. Or, not mornings, it was far too early to count as that, but here he was, sitting outside and enjoying the night sky. The stars were beautiful and the moon was bright and for now he'd taken up residence not far from the apprentices den. Staring out across the clearing, eyes scanned for things he hadn't searched for in a long time. Friends. Stones, moss balls, feathers. Anything that he could use to tell yet another story in his head.

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