| Sprucepaw |
Well... Fudge had learned one very important thing upon waking up to an angry, screeching voice today. Angry was furious. Which... granted, wasn't too big of a revelation. He was late to a meeting, which again, didn't matter much, as he did not see how his attending changed a thing. And apparently there were new cats in the clan. From outside. Which was strange, considering how much these cats seemed to think their little cult was above cats that... were not... from the cult. He had a better way to describe that, he was sure, but he'd just woken up. Bite him.
Deadpanned eyes staring emotionlessly up the Boom Boom Rock, the five moon old apprentice gave a yawn before settling down by the shade, turning into a loaf of a cat. The weather was surprisingly not terribly hot today for his long, fluffy coat, but he would rather not stay in plain view if it was all the same. He'd been... avoiding attention lately. Well, he always avoided attention, he supposed. But he'd been doing it more so lately. Monster scared him. He would just as rather stay out of his line of sight if it was all the same to the rest of these cats, thank you very much.
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