Fawnspots sat out by the FKP, she groomed her fawn pelt whilst glaring hatefully at the medicat den every so often
(I love medicat, I know my herbs by heart so I always make a medicat if I don't get it my charry has a grudge on the medicat of course this is not for real)
Sharpeagle looked around the camp his icy green gaze full of pure hate
Tawnypaw bounded over to the Apprentice den with fresh moss





