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Originally Posted by Maplefur
Flarerunner sighed, shuffling closer to Thornpelt and sitting down. "I guess we do what they're doing, and act like everything's still the same," she spat bitterly. She turned around, beginning to groom her fur as she used to do all the time in the evening. She smoothed back bits of fur that had been ruffled from her run on the moor, making her spotted fur look sleek and well kept.
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Thornpelt nodded and groomed down his chest and shoulder fur. He glanced at the others, shaking his head but when back to grooming the fur on his front legs that was sticking out all over the place. No matter what he tried his fur kept sticking up, "Now you know why I'm called Thornpelt." He purred jokingly.