-goldleaf- wrote:Roan shivered up onto the bank, shaking out his unruly dark fur and leaned down to pick up the breakfasts in his maw, straitening and shaking his fur a little bit more and trotted in the direction of the little clover feild with the hollowed log. toughts quiet and ears swiveling around to catch all the sounds around him. he neered the meadow and broke through the trees, stumbling a bit on a branch and letting out a muffled soft laugh at himself, eyes going to watch another bluebird taking flight from the tree opposite him. he sent it a mental apology.
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