[Neptune.]

Hollowpaw sits at the edge of the clearing, his tail twitching up and down in slight irritation. He's been.... absent lately. Not physically, but mentally. Maybe everything is finally catching up to him, maybe it's something else entirely, he doesn't know nor does he care enough to really look inward and figure that out, so he ignores it. Instead, a scowl is plastered on his face as he wanders over to the freshkill pile looking for something to eat... only to walk head first right into some poor soul who now gets to be subjected to his misplaced anger.

"Watch it," he snaps, despite it being him who should watch his step. Hypocrite.

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