Claw looked surprised and his amber eyes widened. Then he padded up to her, and placed his tail-tip on her shoulder. "Hey, don't cry, it's not your fault I can't swim." He awkward pushed his muzzle into her shoulder, trying to comfort her.
Brook Drying In The Sun "I know, it's just reminds me of something," I stopped myself and then huffed. "I'm okay, I just got a little emotional," I mewed and then looked down at my paws, I was shaking a little.
Brook Drying In The Sun "I lost my mother from me almost drowning, she saved me, but not herself. She got into the tide and fell off the edge," I choked out and sighed. "I was scared, so scared." I sniffled and shook.
Ember: she looks up quickly from her conversation with Moon as she hears something, and swoops down low, her talons naturally extending, wings angling forward as she scoops a hare and returns to her perch.
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Brook Drying In The Sun I nudged his neck, kindly and then looked at Claw. "Let's not say anything about this," I meowed and started to calm down, "You coming?" I asked as I started to pad ck to the Tribe.
I'm assuming its day now... If it's not than this line is gonna be really awkward. Ember: The snowy dove off and entered the tribe cave (or whatever it is). She alighted down on the smooth ground and set the hare down. "Where are all your patrols today?" She growled (yes birds can growl), pretending to be angry. "Aren't you guys starving?" She swiveled her head around to hear veiw the cats in their places.