Re: RiverClan Clearing
Frozenpaw had been working on it all morning: his new, she-cat stride in which he delicately placed on paw after the other with a small saunter in his step. Chin high, flutter eyelashes, that seemed.. girly enough. He was doing great, he'd have this girl thing down in no time. It was comical, his take on femininity that was over-the-top but adamant for the sake of improving his chances of being a warrior by keeping his mother proud. Prancing and skipping across the clearing, Frozenpaw let out a little giggle as he tried to picture what he must look like.
Nearby, he was vaguely aware of Lionstar dealing with important matters but was getting increasingly closer, shooting side-eyes at his brother-mentor in hopes they'd be able to train soon.
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