[poppy]

↷✦; ivykit ❞

Ivy had been here for... how many moons, was it? Three? Yes, that sounded right. She wasn't impressed by this far. Too many badass wannabes and tryhards here, but that was fine. This was fine. Not annoying at all.

The five moon old molly sat primly in the clearing, looking very much like how her mother used to sit in the corner and observe everyone. She made note of everything she saw, storing it away in her head for later. Woollyfeather, active and observant. Seedpaw, suspicious but peppy. Shadowlily, jumpy and awkward. Darkcloud, mean for no reason. Tries to enforce the stick-in-the-ass stereotype. She carefully groomed her fur, and the pretty she-kit kneaded the ground with her paws. Good thing she wasn't a brown tabby like her mother, or she'd be getting a little too close. She didn't want cats to know who her mother was yet. She wanted to make a name for herself without being dubbed as the failed Enforcer's daughter. The molly smoothed her fur down and looked around for someone to try to talk to.

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