Re: ThunderClan Stormcrest
Fireflypaws breath caught in her throat and she jerked back. Asterdance was really gone. Gone and probably never coming back, if she looked at the track records of loved ones that were long gone. Lip trembling, the skinny apprentice crouched down with a soft, sorrowful whimper, staring at the ground, a feeling of hopelessness washing over.
Not Asterdance.
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