May 27th, 2025, 01:21 PM
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i told the stars about you
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Join Date: May 2024
Status: ⛥if only my nights were appreciated
Gender: ⛥female (she/her)
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Re: ThunderClan Stormcrest
• she/her • 12 moons • thunderclan/apprentice •
primal instinct
She heard the sound of heavy paws enter the clearing from her den, then the thump. She poked her head from the den, gaze widening with worry in the slightest as she saw papa. But he was alive…he was managing on his own. But- goodness so much blood. She didn’t care about the otter. She just wanted papa, that meant not caring for the rules or basic respect or whatever this would be seen shameful in. She rushed forwards, even in more of a frenzy seeing her father slump down. “P-PAPA!? W-wait- dont-” she didn’t car to avoid the blood from the steps before her, too worried for SpiderThroats life then keeping herself clean for once, because yes, she believed he was dying. So here she was on the large stone, crouching down and nudging him. “Pa- SpiderThroat?!” she whined, a tear slipping from her gaze.
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Last edited by Rowan; May 27th, 2025 at 01:22 PM.
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