[Sweetie]

Brindlejaw padded into the clearing just heartbeats ago helping clean up the last of the camp. Blazing orange eyes looked up to Twilightstar as he walked towards the Breezerock. The deputy kept his gaze forward, excusing himself pass the swarm of cats. The tortoiseshell made his way up and a respectable distance away from his leader. Giving a welcoming nod the tom looked out at the clan.


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Her stomach was swollen and fluffy. A few pains shot here and there as she tried to walk to the clearing. The mottled queen didn't make it far before sitting down to take a break. Slightly panting Songbird took a few heartbeats to compose herself before putting her mask back on. Eh, right here is good enough. Shrugging her shoulders as she groomed her black and white coat from any dust she collected and curled her tail neatly over her paws.