Honeypaw had almost missed the Windclan deputy strolling into the clearing to hand out patrols. Had it been that time of the day already? Hard to tell when you've been busy seeing how many daisies one can shove in their mouth. Spitting out countless amouts of petals, she sprung up to her feet at this new found way to pass time.
She was brisk and almost giddy with the way she approuched Buttercupbreeze, a certain type of attentivness and energy practically radiating from the smaller molly's face.
"Oh! Ain't that the place with those massive trees?" She rambled, her paws bouncing back and forth on the clearing ground. "Buuuunches of them!"
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