Fogwhisper stared at a puddle in the middle of the clearing, watching it's ripples spread. It looked so pretty. She sighed. If only life were as interesting as the puddle was. Being a warrior was no fun. All she did was patrol. And patrol. And hunt. And patrol some more. She harrumphed, staring off into the distance.
(This is kind of starting it off, I guess.) @
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