Re: Thunderwillow
Without any hesitation, Smokykit stepped forward, her head held high. This was her day. Hers. No one elses, just hers and mothers. Speaking of the imaginary she-cat, Smokykit glanced briefly back at the crowd to make sure that it was still there. She steadily locked eyes with it before looking back at Buckstar. Since mother was watching her, she would be fine.
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