
July 21st, 2023, 11:07 AM
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Dead But Not Buried
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Join Date: Sep 2022
Status: Gimme black coffee in the vms (please I need it to stay alive)
Gender: he/him, please
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Re: Haven Springs
Fogfall slammed her paw down on an unsuspecting fish. She scooped it up a bit it's throat, killing it almost instantly. Thank you, Starclan for this food she thought, continuing to hunt. The fish. By the time she was done she had three fish. Two were plump, the other skinny. She sneezed, the grass tickled her nose. Fogfall stretched and slowly stepped into the springs, comfortable in the warm water.
She used a claw to make a small circle in the water. For some reason in the hot springs she wasn’t her usual tense self. She was laid back and relaxed, while some might find that concerning, she thought it was completely normal, they would’ve been relaxed, too if they were constantly on guard
@Sklee @RedLeif
(Their welcome to join her after they finish hunting!)
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Last edited by Caspian; July 21st, 2023 at 11:12 AM.
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