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Originally Posted by Iceclaw
( @ Rockstar ) redclaw again sat by himself his fur ruffled and eyes bloodshot he still blamed himself for his twin brothers iceclaw death ever since iceclaw died he had become really wary of being around others he cared about which meant he rarely went to visit the nursery to check on dawnfrost or the kits |
Dawnfrost padded into the camp, a plump vole in her paws. She was looking rougher than usual, her fur not as neatly kept as it once was.
She felt like there was no time for that. Ever since her mate went on to StarClan, she felt like she had to pick up effort to make up for it.