[Fel]

Tawnypaw's life was never a constant. Around her, everything seemed to be changing, from the time she was born to the deaths of almost her entire family, save for some nieces, nephews, and spare relatives she barely ever knew about in the first place. She didn't have many friends, but was overly protective of the few she had, like they were her own siblings. Really, these friends were some of the only good things to come out of her time in WindClan- especially Moonpaw. In fact, the two were on a walk together right now. Tawnypaw's dappled fur, which was already speckled with white, was dotted with snowflakes, and the chilly breezes of leaf-bare had yet to calm down. "This looks amazing." She breathed, eyes widened as she looked around at the snow-covered moors and the rolling fields, looking over towards her friend in a sudden rush of glee. "This is when I'm really glad to have been born here, and not some marshy ol' swamp like ShadowClan." {sorry for the short starter! ;u;} @Lilly