Re: Fisher's Point
Dawn's fluffy cream pelt shone in the light as she stood atop a roof once more. She glanced over the territory silently, taking in every detail. She slept in trees as she still wasn't used to the idea of a territory. Cats were starting to connect but she was forever alone, upon the rooftop. She liked being alone. She was barely more than a kit, yet still she was used to being on her own.
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