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Originally Posted by The Ink Demon
[ @ Crystalwhisker; ]
Cottonstrike padded out of the warriors den to enjoy a nice day of peace. He was still hurting from the practice raid. That apprentice sure showed him. He hoped they would be a warrior soon, because they fought like one. They were from Windclan though, so he would never know. Cottonstrike sat down in his usual spot and began to groom his long white fur. |
Fishwings eyes wandered around looking for something to do. She had been doing almost nothing for her clan and she felt bad about it, but she tried her best to help, but now she just wanted to talk to another cat. Her gaze slowly landed one of her clan mates. She couldn't tell who it was from afar, so she started walking towards the cat. She didn't know exactly if this cat would want to talk because they looked like they were doing good by themselves, but she still decided to introduce herself. She didn't she met this cat before in the camp. She didn't know how, but she stopped behind them.
"Hello." She meowed with a slight grin, hoping she wasn't bothering them.