Re: ThunderClan Clearing
Cypresspaw, he/him, 9 moons, light brown tom with soft green eyes and white paws.
“My stupid clumsy butt!!” Cypresspaw thought. He was going to get teased for this by the other apprentices for MOONS. He clumsily stumbled into the clearing, ‘ack’ing and ‘oww’ing as he went. You’re probably wondering what he did to himself now aren’t you. Looking for feathers for his nest is how it started. And then he dropped an ‘extra pretty’ one, chased after it in the wind, tripped over a root, sliding down a hill straight in the the merciless clutches of a bramble thicket!! Bumblestar may aswell name him Cypress’bramblebum when he became a warrior! This was hysterical. His fur was all patchy in clumps, and he had sharp thorns in the most UNTHINKABLE places. “Starclan take me now….” he mumbled.
And he didn’t even get the stupid feather. How pathetic.
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