MOOSECRASH
51 Moons (Mentally 35) | He/Him | Well Insulated
It had taken a little while, but the fluffy tom was starting to get used to hearing Bumblestar's calls to summon the clan. Her voice jolted him from slumber and his hazel eyes went wide as he heard the word "emergency."
Without wasting a second, Moosecrash flipped to his paws and shouldered his way through the den entrance, tail fluffed and sticking up in alarm as he skidded to a halt near the base of the Stormcrest.