[iliri]

Springpaw
long-furred, oriental-shaped, gray-and-orange calico molly with blue eyes; torn right ear
purrks: herbal knowledge - tier 2 | the collector | mind reader | skip the steps[all perm. active; sts for battle training]

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Fur raised and body chilling, Springpaw could’ve sworn that her paws were bound to fall off at any given second. Blinking incessantly against the biting winds of rapidly approaching leaf-bare, Springpaw lifted herself onto all fours and trudged her way out towards the gathering cats. Presumably, she wasn’t in much of the biggest mood for any sort of interaction, therefore staying a little bit away from the crowd. Curiosity peaked at her with what this meeting could be about, but it didn’t last long as a heave of dread hung itself over her with the incoming potentials of anything devastating. It was the least of Springpaw’s worries, afterall, but it was better to remain cautious than being anything more than that.

[closed, as i have been undeniably exhausted lately ]