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⌘Cheetahpounce⌘Tom⌘37 Moons⌘Warrior⌘Crush: OPEN⌘Location: Camp⌘Tagged: OPEN⌘
Cheetahpounce padded quietly into camp, carrying in his mouth a squirrel and several mice hung by their tails. Not even bothering to talk to or acknowledge anyone, he went to the freshkill pile and put down his catch before pausing for a minute or so to rest, cleaning his paws and mouth of mouse blood. He'd been out of camp for a good few hours now, but that wasn't going to stop him from heading back out there; there were things to do, herbs to collect, hungry mouths to feed.
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₪Fadedpelt₪Tom₪21 Moons₪Warrior₪Crush: Bluefeather₪Location: Camp₪Tagged: OPEN₪
Fadedpelt watched the interactions of his clanmates from afar, blending in quietly into the background. Not being noticed at times had its advantages, and currently he was using it to pick up on events and gossip in the clan. Idly he watched Blackstar and Bluefeather talking and leaving camp, the beautiful she-cat taking the most of his attention. Perhaps one day, he'd have the courage to talk to her.













